Ios

A couple things I neglected to mention in Heraklio:
The night of our dinner Nicole- having already drunk some wine- asked the waited how bad the house red was. He gave us a sample and we ordered a bottle.
A thought on the greens that we ate throughout the islands:
Bitter, but I would still rather eat the Stamnigatha (stewed greens) than nettles.

Our ferry to Ios was uneventful. We arrived at the port at 12:30pm. It was slightly rainy and smelled of Central Oregon when it rains. Fresh and somehow warm. We were picked up by a young British guy named Ben who drove us to the central part of town. From there we carried our luggage to the hostel where we were staying. Rain water was running down the white washed alleys. It was a nice place with a great view. We left in search of lunch which was challenging as most places were closed. I was surprised how many bars there were. Clearly that island is for partying. There had to be at least 15 bars. Lunch was good. Dinner was better although their Aubergine Imam was very salty.
We played cards on the terrace until we got too chilled and then went inside. We had planned on going out with a group from the hostel but we were 5 minutes too late and although we walked around, we couldn't find them.
he next day we had an amazing breakfast and headed down to the beach. The rain had left a rich earthy scent behind. We walked around and enjoyed the sun until we had to leave to catch our ferry.
As might be expected, ferry food is crazy expensive. I paid 2.50 for a small bag of potato chips. The nice thing is that they come in flavors like Oregano, Mediterranean Herbs and Olive Oil.