An hour’s ferry ride to Athens with propane tanks in tow, and 4 hours later I’m back with the goods thanks to “The Fixer”, aka Mr. Elias, who was kind enough to pick me up and drive me to a gaz filling station. Thank-you Elias! And yes, I sat outside on the ferry with the, uh, you know, subtly camouflaged.
Also in there is red curry paste, basmati rice, and a bottle of siracha. Some habits die hard.
Can’t wait to get the stove fired up!
I may just overcome my fear of flying and come to visit sometime. It looks beautiful!
Let me know when you want to go and I’ll go with you!
You two are both welcome anytime, but you better bring a bucket of your seasickness patches–this is much much bumpier than the cruise ship was!
That would’ve made one tasty explosion…