Our 3rd and 4th days were spent pretty much the same. We rented a scooter for the next two days to try and visit as many beaches as we could. We have a routine which is always the same no matter where we are in Greece. We wake up, pack a backpack, buy a couple of bottles of water, and hit the local bakery. There is nothing like starting the day with fresh baked pastries. I order my usual tiropita (cheese pie), and my husband usually goes for the spanakopita (spinach pie), although he has been know to mix it up a bit and order a chocolate croissant.
After our tummies are full of Greek deliciousness, we check out the local map we have and try to come up with a game plan. Today we chose to attempt beaches on one side of the island, saving the other coast for tomorrow.
At the first beach we went to we actually had to walk through someones property to reach it. No problem, this is Greece after all. It was a nice little cove, and like so many times in Greece, had the beach to ourselves. We stayed for about an hour before I was ready to leave. This beach was a rock beach instead of sand, and after six years of visiting this country, I still cannot figure out a way to get in and out of the water without hurting my feet. So we packed up and headed out to find a nice sandy beach.
The next beach we found was actually a small triangle peninsula, where strangely one side was rocks, and the other side was sand. Here we spent several hours, and even had a small snack and a couple of Mythos at the little beach bar. I could have stayed here all day, but there were so many beaches to see, and only a certain amount of time to see them, so back on the scooter and on to the next beach.
This island has something for everyone. There were small private coves to large popular beaches lined with chairs and umbrellas, and even one beach that had a big jumpy thing in the water with a lot of water sports. We tend to lean towards the quiet beaches, so if we would drive up and didn't care for it, we would move on to the next one.
That night we decided to head back to "Chora" for dinner. My husband treated me to a fabulous, and I might add romantic, dinner at a small restaurant that was basically a few tables in an old house that was in ruins. After dinner we walked through the village and came across a local artist that had the most interesting jewelry. I instantly fell in love with a Greek key necklace and bracelet, and to my surprise my husband bought it for me. We walked around a little more just exploring, before hopping back on the scooter and to our hotel.
The next morning started the same. First stop bakery to get our pies, then off to explore and discover more beaches. The first beach we arrived at was a beautiful cove, where it was just us and one other couple. About an hour after arriving we heard the jingle jangle of bells. In Greece it could only mean one of two things. Goats or Sheep? As I looked up, there they were, a small herd of sheep hanging out on the cliffs beside the beach. I instantly grabbed my camera and walked towards them. The closer I got I noticed this little fuzzball amongst the larger sheep. A Baby! Cute does not describe him. they stayed about 30 minutes licking the salt from the rocks, then the leader of the herd left, and the rest followed. As I was marveling at actually sharing the beach with these creatures I knew all my husband was thinking about was how good they would taste roasting on the spit.
We left and headed to several other gorgeous coves before finding a place for lunch. The sun was relentless today, and food and a cold beverage was definitely in order. We ended up at a great little taverna on the beach, had another amazing meal, swam a little more, and headed back to town right as the sun was starting to set.
Seeing most of the beaches we could get to by scooter, and having 1 more full day here, my husband decided to rent a boat for our last, and what would be our best day!
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