It's tiring getting the most out of a vacation

The surroundings are beautiful, the food is remarkable (I'll remark on it later), and quite frankly, I'm exhausted. We have enjoyed so much in such a short time, which is very nice, and that is also why I have decided to let the family go to the beach by themselves today. I am happy to sit around and read and write and nap and not be fully engaged. I went to the market and got nice cheese and bread and olive oil and a tomato, and now I am equipped for anytime snacking without spending so much money. I also got myself a shaker and some freeze dried coffee with which to make my own frappes and I could spend the whole day by myself if I wanted. Besides, the café latte I ordered yesterday morning cost me 4 euro -- at that rate I would be worm food in Zürich before I even made it to Germany.

Yesterday evening was very nice, though. My dad, the TGVSM, my insanely active 5 year old brother, Jacob, and our dear friends, Valerie and Daniel from France, all had a drink at the "All Day Bar" and watched the sunset. We had a great time explaining to our French friends the concept of a knock-knock joke, and we all rediscovered the pleasure of coming up with new ones. Daniel spun out many clever ones throughout the evening, including who's there being the opening to "Beethoven's 5th" and bum-bum-bum-bum-WHO being, "I can't hear you!" 

A lot of my time however, true to my main purpose during the family-Greek-vacation part of my journey, is spent with Jacob doing what I can to keep him safely engaged (and to keep the adults from getting whacked in the face, or having rakomelo spilled in their laps). If only Jacob could reveal his secret recipe, which turns more-so-yummy-pasta-than-you-should-be-able-to-fit-in-such-a-small-boy into enough-energy-to-power-a-ferry-from-here-to-Athens-for-the-rest-of-time, we'd all be as blissfully insane as he is.