The Burnetts have joined the throngs of American, British, and Chinese tourists here on Santorini. We were able to secure a spot in the packed marina in Vlychada and are rafted up against the breakwater with some jolly Romanians on a charter Lagoon, watching the tourist catamarans file in one by one after sunset. You…
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…
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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