Early Morning Coffee

 Yesterday we had to go down, not into town, but as far as the bridge which separates the two islands which make up Poros. The bridge goes over a small canal, about 3 metres wide. Most visitors hardly realise they are driving from one island to another. Blink and you've missed the connection. 

So, to continue, it was only 9am and we had a 2 hour wait so we walked along to a coffee shop right on the water. 

Looking out towards the hills of the mainland and the quiet harbour in front of the Naval School where fishing boats tie up.

The new recruits were being quick marched along the quay. We could hear the officer yelling out orders. Then I heard church bells from the cathedral in  town ringing out a slow death knell. Both sounds used to be familiar when we lived in town in earshot of naval and church activities. 

The neo classical building that houses the headquarters of the Naval School. The base is a training school for navy conscripts

A line of majestic palm trees along the coast road

Sunflowers and bougainvillia

Fisherman, cousin Tasos, coming in with the morning catch