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kas carpets::Over some amazing, sharp rocktopped mountains and down to the blue green mediterranean.
The sun was out and it was warm.
We prayed for good weather, and i prayed for calm seas, a sturdy boat and no seasickness.
So, the boat itself was nice, but no great shakes.
The water ran cold out of the shower faucet, which hung over the toilet.
It smelled bad in there.
We kept the door shut and the portholes open.
Our room was basically a bunk almost for 2, with a small space for luggage.
We ate a huge afternoon meal at the ship innsteak with mushroom gravy and frieswhile watching boats and oil tankers come and go.
We waited for more passengers to arrive and watched a turkey vs.
England soccer match with him on a small tv that first night.
Yet, they made it up for turkish breakfasthard boiled eggs, tomatoes, small cucumbers, feta cheese, bread, olives, jam, coffee, tea.
And that gorgeous sunlight.
There was an old boat with great lines.
But that day we pulled out of the harbor and motored to a quiet cove.
The rocktop mountains in the distance looked like they had pink snow on top.
We lounged in the sun on the open deckwarm and cooled by a gentle breeze.
I sketched the island as i lay there on my stomach.
Lunch was called with a bell.
Green bean salad with tomatoes, onions, and oil, plus couscous, bread and yogurt.
The crew seem to fish constantly, from a tiny boat and from small lines simply thrown over the side of the yacht.
We pieced conversations together.
They played dominoesgoal to match ends to get to 7s.
The other 4 peopleagain french, but younger and much more boisterousarrived around am.
We left for kas around 10am.
Motoring west in the sun.
And so the days passed.
Polite breakfasts passing the eggs, nescafe, the big green thermos of hot water, olives.
And then a move up to the deck with a book and sunscreen lotion.
Motoring to a new locationthe blue green mediterranean under us, the blue sky over us and the coastline dotted with ruins of abandoned greek stone homes or ancient buildings.
The dinner bell rang for every mealand then there was rice, salads, potatoes, tomatoes, water, breads, nescafe and chai.
One night there was champagne and wine and raki galore.
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