Trip Start May 04, 2011
124Trip End Oct 08, 2012
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I made my way there easy enough and was thrilled that he insisted I went. The boat ride took about one hour, 10 minutes which I spent socializing with two lovely older English women. I arrived on the island, where automobiles are forbidden and had basically three options for exploring. 1. Get in the long line of tourists for an expensive horse and carriage ride, 2. Go on foot, 3. Rent a bicycle.
In exchange for my California driver’s license I rode off on a beat up seven speed mountain style bike with a wire basket and a lock and couldn’t have been happier
It was a good suggestion to leave the bike at the base because I had a hard enough time walking up the .5 mile steep hill to the church.
After the descent I proceeded to peddle around the outside loop of the island, drawn into the characteristic white, wooden, filigree style houses, hidden beaches and even passing the horse stables, until finally arriving back to the center of town. It was a blast to watch everyone doing the same thing.
After four hours on the island I opted for an earlier boat back to the mainland and coincidently bumped into my English friends, Sue and Rosemary.
I finished the night by picking up my luggage from Oz’s office and joining him for a delicious dinner and nice bottle of Chablis before it was time for me to drop off my extra bag by Erin closer to the center and then be at the bus station by 12:30AM. I actually arrived closer to 11:30PM and panicked when the 12:45AM shuttle didn’t appear. There had been a couple within the hour that I was sitting there but the guy at the office insisted I wait for the 12:45AM shuttle. Well needless to say, by 1:15AM a fellow local traveler understood enough English to realize that we had a problem and we were able to arrange for another shuttle to swing by and get us.