We made it to Ios.  I stepped off the boat and the first thing I thought was, I promised you I would come back, islands. And now I am.

I threw out half of my entire wardrobe yesterday. It was actually sort of liberating. We left it in the streets for homeless people, and when we came back, it was gone. Except that I now only have like, five shirts, and like 2000 dollars less than I am supposed to. Um.

It's okay though. This island is the best place I've ever been. We went to the beach all day, and there were crazy people on speedos everywhere, people selling watermelons on donkeys, people riding with one foot on a moped and the other foot in a shopping cart. Dancing people, naked people, crazy people, creepy people. All we do is people-watch.  The sun was hot, and everything was white and blue, and we are finally starting to relax. Dinner now. We try to act like Greek people and eat for three hours and talk about everyone who walks by.

Thanks for all the comments! I am trying to figure out how to comment back but this keyboard is like, kind of Greek, so I will do it soon.