A Sea of Saphire Blue

Caught the ferry ship to Sifnos and that was good. The metro ride to the port barely got me there on time to hop on before it set off to sea. The view of Athens from the water was impressive in the early morning but what was most impressive to me was the beautiful shaphire blue color with turquoise veins of the Aegean sea.

The water was calm and the breeze was stupendous. And of course, I got too much sun in that little piece of the trip so rasberry shoulders ache today.

Sifnos was a good choice to spend most of the time at. The cafe tables on the beach were the perfect choice to eat and enjoy refreshments.The sand was thick and stones laced the edge. The water was cool but waves of warmth happily interrupted closer to the beach. The deepness of the blue was a reflection of sea grass while the turquoise water reflected the sand off the shallow surface.

At night the bus trip up to the main town area was a perfect way to see the orange moon with the ocean glistening below. The hilly cobblestone paths and the whitewashed houses were inviting. I wound my way any given path and found a cluster of boisterous cafe courtyards welcoming at every turn.

A cypress lined beach provided welcomed shade on a peaceful cove and the only waves rippled from the cruise ship in the distance. Some gulls and a few Europeans enjoyed the water with me that day.

As I walked back to the dock on my departure the last evening, I stopped to take a final photographe of a stone and whitewashed stairway up the hill. The old man sweeping the landing, who gladly discovered I spoke English and exercised his skills, gave me the most interesting history lesson explaining that those steps were some of the oldest on the island. He told me why there are three churches on the hilltops and how the bells would toll calling the people to the security of their walls when the pirates would come to loot the island.

Off I sailed to a wonderful sunset cruise to Serifos and Milos before enjoying local pastries with sea-washed cherry tomatoes and a wonderful window view. On the top deck, the breeze was refreshing and the view, spectacular.

Maybe I will catch the Parthenon today after all.


About The Artist

Houston, Texas A classical artist and writer that delves in sustainability issues and natural health practices.
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