Islands, Icons and the Ionians.

It feels different visiting this beautiful island once again. No longer do I feel like the stranger in a strange land. It is more like returning home. I am anxious to show them all the treasures we discovered on our first visit. The underwater lake, the huge cave with all of its stalagmite and stalactites, and the beaches this beautiful island has to offer. After an afternoon of running around we kick back for a barbeque chicken dinner on the boat. The town passes in front of us as we share each other’s company and each other’s friendship. The next day we head to Lefkas. Along the way we once again search out the grottos and private beaches. Left over chicken and cold watermelon make a perfect lunch between the snorkeling and the cave exploring. They are overcome by the beauty of the water and light inside these little gems. When we get to the last and deepest cave, nerves once again collapse as we go further and deeper into that unknown darkness. Mark spots some light way in the distance and I am willing to swim just a little further to investigate, but they tell me they aren’t having their captain going into the dark abyss alone and they aren’t going. It doesn’t take much to talk me out of this maybe not too smart idea and we head back to the boat.