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    Doing Laundry in the Cathouse

    So Greg is no longer is suspicious of the Russians.  One stopped by the other night.  He is Estonian.  Greg views him favorably, as Estonians have successfully escaped from their Soviet overlords.  Apparently, the Russians host regattas twice a year in Greece, which is cool.  Also, our new friend had excellent English.  He said he…

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    Grateful

    The Burnetts are still in Adamas, Milos, now at the town quay surrounded by a flotilla of Russians.   Russians aren’t historically the most seafaring of people.  This makes Greg suspicious.  It’s hard to shake off our roots; we are children of the Cold War. Earlier today we escorted our guest to his ferry to Athens….

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    Sour Grapes!

    So last night after dropping the anchor in the beautiful Platis Gialos bay on the Greek island of Syfnos, Mel decided she wanted to celebrate being alone in the anchorage by having some Ouzo before dinner, because she is a sophisticated traveler now, and that’s what Greeks do.  So she pulled the above pictured item…

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