... the winds came at 3am as forecast
Strange place to be is the balcony at this time, fighting to reclaim almost horizontal washing. Just as it tried to remove itself from the line, and deposit itself into the street.
Later the day was warm, but only 33C and still like standing in front of a hairdryer.
I earned my afternoon siesta before heading out into the last burning rays of the evening sunshine.
It's quiet in the evenings until around 9pm, when the holidaying Greeks surface from their afternoon slumber to eat and take their evening volta. Whilst the clubbers start to appear and head off to the thumping beat of the disco music across the harbour ...