Fun and Frockling in Folegandhros

At last we are in touch. We headed for Sikinos. A non-event, stayed one night and ready to go at the next available ferry. Its a volcanic island, a tiny port with one taverna, one shop and nothing else. We had to catch the bus up to the top to buy a ferry ticket, and hang around a compact little village waiting for the return bus 2.5 hours later with nothing to do! We headed to Folegandhros about 40 minutes on the ferry again 300 metres above sea level, we headed to the centre, a beautiful quaint pretty village set around two squares with overhanging almond, flowering judas and pepper trees and loads of tiny tavernas with friendly Greeks willing to tell us their life stories. We met one who was in love with a girl from Blenheim who worked for him 4 years ago, he pulled out her Xmas card to show us....he had it in his shop! The locals do not tout for business, so it was quite a change getting off the bus and having to look for accomodation without being hasselled. There were a few Athenians there with their summer businesses, there is not much on offer during the winter months and whilst we are early in the season, we could see workman everywhere quickly painting, and setting up their little shops. We had a very executive type studio overlooking the med and had great sunset views, very nice with a bottle of vino! You will find fata morgana on the website, its an amazing hotel/apartment complex with the pool hanging on to the cliff edge! The first day we walked for 1.5 hours and after a swim returned to the village and with a ravenous apetite we scoffed moussaka chips and greek salad and two cold beers (that's for Joe and Ange!). Just what the doctor ordered! Day 2, we walked for 2 hours along a windy treacherous donkey trail through barren volcanic rock leading to Agali beach and walked on further until we discovered a small stony cove where the water was just oh so clear, we swam and savoured the cool refreshing water. We spent an afternoon drinking oozo on ice and met up with kiwis, south africans (from Elisabethtown) and a Swede! Boy did that oozo have a kick to it! We decided we hankered after a sandy beach, and one where we didnt need an arduous trek to get to, so after a 6.5 hour ferry ride we arrived at Andiparos where awaiting us were golden sandy beaches, beachfront tavernas, fishing boats and whitewashed blue and white houses.....I think we've found what we were after! YASAS!