Well, we’ve arrived on Mykonos. So much has changed. Or is it we have changed? Time may answer that. Or not. But, no matter, the creative juices are flowing, and CNN is tucked away, lost in the white noise background of competing local craziness, not trumpeting breaking news inside my eyelids. As I said, things have changed.
Everywhere. It’s palpable.
But I’m not going to talk about that this week. This is time for easing back into the old life, and what better way to do that than through a return to the sea, the source of all life.
So, here’s a photo essay taken on a spur-of-the-moment sunset run between the island’s new harbor in Tourlos and the old port in old town Mykonos. Nothing fancy, just a quick jaunty cruise with friends in their “zodiac.” It’s precisely these sorts of unscripted moments that remind me I’m home again. And what else can one hope for than to be back among so many friends who are more like family—and allow me to play the crazy uncle. :)
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Huddled masses |
Our Captain's imitation of the Statue of Liberty, Greek Style |
A few ships along the way |
Dusk, and time to move on. |
Until anon...
—Jeff
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