We had to clean and vacate our yacht by 8.30am so that meant for another early morning. I woke around 6am and lay in bed with my eyes closed contemplating getting up. I opened my eyes only to realise my left eye didn’t feel right, I could tell that it wasn’t fully open and I could tell it was swollen. On inspection I realised it was very swollen, I looked like I’d been punched but the only real explanation was that I’d been bitten. The last couple of nights we’d noticed a big increase in mosquitos and you can’t keep all the windows closed as it’s way too hot below deck.

Luckily I’d taken anti-histamines with me so I popped one of them, put my sunglasses on and set about packing and tidying up.

Tilly, our hostie, had hinted at dinner last night that the lead crew would be grateful for any donations so I made up a bag of leftovers – lemon, lime, beer, water and suncream and Colin added it to the other donations left on the quay beside their boat.

By 8am we were all packed up, bags on the quay, bedding bagged up, rubbish delivered to the bins and everything washed and put back where we’d found it. We left a note to say we’d broken 2 glasses and a there was a fendor missing from the boat when we had arrived.

All the other crews were busily packing up and by 8.30am everyone was off the boats and sitting in Olga’s ordering breakfast. We opted for Greek yogurt with fruit and a coffee. You could tell everyone was dissappointed to be going home and I missed the buzz from previous mornings when everyone was excited to be setting off on their sailing adventure.

The first coach picked up at 9am, they were the people going to Bristol airport and were spending the day at a hotel as their flight wasn’t until the evening. Everyone else was being picked up at 10am.

I went for a final walk around to pass some time but there wasn’t any shade and it was already getting really hot so I headed back to Olga’s. Right on time our coach arrived, we loaded our bags and off we set for an hour’s journey to the airport.

It was a really pretty drive, the road was lined with pink and white azaleas and we were high up overlooking the coast. We passed the road turnings for the places we had stayed on the mainland as we headed back to Preveza airport, it was hard to believe we had sailed all that way and looking down at the other sail boats on the water made me realise how small we were on the water.

Back at the airport we off loaded and headed to the check in desk, through security and into the departure lounge. Luckily the anti-histamines had worked some magic and my eye was much less swollen so I could take my sunglasses off. We said goodbye to the people heading off on the Birmingham flight and I sat and read my book until we were called to board the plane.

I engrossed myself in my book all the way home along with admiring the views on route and before I knew it we were landing. We managed to say good bye to more of our fellow sailors whilst collecting our luggage and off we went to get the car. We’d booked valet parking so didn’t have far to go thankfully.

The the reality of being back from holiday hit, before we even reached the motorway the traffic was at a crawl through roadworks, welcome home ……….. take me back to my yacht !!!