More Observations

Good shoes, sunscreen, hats, bottled water, maps, sea breezes and shade are our friends.
I'm driver; Mary H is navigator. She is almost as directionally challenged as I am. A hoot. But we've found some pretty cool "end of the road" places.
Driving is a blast outside the towns. Twisty, turning, hairpin turns...small car, low to the ground, manual, hugs the road and curves. More switchbacks than most hiking trails I've been on in a while.
Foot paths and stairs, on the other hand, are straight and steep. Murder on the calves.
Driving in towns? hahahahaha. We are talking many "streets" the width of sidewalks. Sharing with people, other cars, TOUR BUSES and motor bikes. Can be harrowing. Feels like playing chicken in slow motion some times.
I'm grateful for the mirrors that are strategically placed around some corners.
Older Greek adults are actively involved in everything (work & play) and all seem to benefit from their presence.
Have seen few Americans outside of cruise ship ports.
Nyeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh is the constant squealing sound of scooters passing.
Good morning, yes, thanks/thank you, please/you're welcome, good, hello are about the extent of my Greek without a phrasebook so far. In a country where many know or want to know English, it's not too hard to get around. But, they appreciate the effort.
We are often asked where we are from. Mary H has taken to answering first because after I say Alaska, everyone is excited and wants to talk about that cold place in the far north.