Day 4 : Venice to Athens - on board
I promised an update on my first real conversation since leaving home. I had just finished my meal when I overheard this chap talking to his wife about “circumnavigation” and “single-handed” and thought that perhaps he was talking about going round the world. So, I stroll over and ask him if he was, and he said not really, and I said “oh sorry, it’s just that I am …etc . etc” and he says that it sounds interesting, and asked me to sit down. So it turns out he was talking about his grandfather who, as well as being a Black and Tan, also set off to sail round the world solo. Don’t know if he made it or not. Anyway this chap is a writer and talked a lot about their (remember there is a wife, who hardly got a word in ) house in Corfu that they built in 1970. OK , so its pretty boring, but when conversation is scarce, any port in a storm
Tuesday passed fairly uneventfully. Tried to go to bed early but couldn’t sleep - thinking about waking up at 04:30 to disembark.