Bearded Lady

The first night in Naxos was not very enjoyably. Our somewhat unpleasant room was invaded by starving mosquitoes, and I could hear them feasting off Dawson’s face and neck throughout the night. I was sick from too many Gyros and stayed under the covers with a fever shivering. The next day we anxiously packed up and headed for the main town. We found a typical Greek woman, with a beard, who had a “room to let” in the center.

           

We rented a scooter yesterday and explored the inner island of Naxos and the other side from which we were staying. The scooter was not my thing. I was a little terrified at first, not only because Dawson was the driver but I was also scared that we were going to get hit by a bus.

We moved onto Paros Island today.

Lindsey, you wanted to know if it was easy getting around here? For the most part yes, most people so far know at least a little English. If they don’t know any English we resort to my few words in Greek, and sign language.