Michael Dickerson - Ferry - April 20

Today was a sad day, mainly because it was our last day in Greece. We had to say farewell to a country that have given us so many good memories. We remember feta cheese, Greek salads, the Parthenon, and of course the amazingly sweet and nice stray dogs. But alas all good things must come to an end, so we had to drive to get on the ferry back to Italy. When we arrived in the port town we noticed a strange phenomenon. There were groups of young men lining the street. Linda quickly informed us that these men were trying to get on the ferry and to go to a better life in Italy. You could see the desperation in their eyes as they hid in bushes waiting to hitch a ride on a tractor-trailer going on the ferry. After what seemed an eternity of waiting we boarded our vessel. Our ferry was supposed to be about an 11-hour ride, but by some miraculous turn of events we were going to arrive early! Hello, Italy! Once again we are in the land of pizza, pasta and cheese. Life couldn’t be better.