Moored at Plateria the realisation that this is our last night before heading home tomorrow started to set in. Everyone was feeling sad at the prospect of the week coming to an end but agree we’ve had an amazing time. We moored up in front of a restaurant called “Olga’s” where we will be eating our last group meal.
Tilly, our hostie, came over to see us once we were moored, to tell us our coach would be picking us up at 10am in the morning and will take us direct to the airport. Tilly also told us that we could pre-order our meal for the evening and that free showers were available at the back of Olga’s. Olga’s also have a bar called “The Deck” so we placed our order for dinner and headed to the bar to get a beer.
We knew we had to get showered, start cleaning up the boat, pack, get rid of rubbish etc etc etc but were happy to sit and enjoy a drink, hoping the night would last forever and tomorrow morning would never arrive. We discussed how much we’d enjoyed the trip, when we might do it again and what type of boat we could hire next time.
Unfortunately time doesn’t stand still and we realise we need to start getting ready for dinner. We finished out beer and headed back to the boat to pick up our towels and toiletries to have a shower. There are 2 showers at Olga’s but only 1 is working, they are lovely and clean and roomy so were happy to wait our turn.
After our shower we head back to the boat to get changed and ready to go out. Once ready I stood on the dock waiting for Colin, Katherine, from one of the other boats saw me and asked me if I’d like a drink so I hop onto her boat and sit with her and her mum, Jan, enjoying a glass of wine. Colin appeared a few minutes later and joined us for a drink.
Before we knew it it was 7.30pm and we headed over to the group meal. They had laid 2 long tables which we sat at and waited for our meal. The staff at Olga’s are really well organised in taking drink orders for each boat and soon after our pre-ordered starters arrive. We shared some calamari and a Greek salad.
There was lots of chatting, talking about the trip, where everyone had been that day and how sad we were about having to go home. We waited ages for our main courses but no-one seemed to care, they are too busy talking. Some of us got distracted by a stray puppy that was happy to be stroked and cuddled.
Finally the main meals came out, Colin and I both chose the seabream with potatoes. The fish was small and the potatoes, well not sure they were potatoes, appeared to be a load of mushy vegetables. It wasn’t great but so busy talking we weren’t really that bothered about the food.
After dinner the lead crew did an award ceremony, each flotilla won a prize. Our prize was called “Zero to Hero” as we had progressed so well during the week and it was presented by Henry, our skipper for the first 2 days.
By the time dinner and the presentations had finished it was gone 10pm and most of us moved on to The Deck bar. We stayed at the bar to have another drink and more chatting before heading to bed around midnight. By this time it was mainly the younger sailors left in the bar. We could still hear the music from the bar when we climbed into bed but it didn’t keep us awake, we were too tired.
Ionian Sea Sailing Trip 