Although we are on a beautiful Greek island and get to be on the beach, we all are still working very, very hard.  Like I’ve said before,the thing about philosophizing is that you don’t have to be in a classroom to learn.   Everytime we go anywhere we are constantly picking at each other and trying to understand from a philosophical perspective. This is proof:  even during our “fun” time we still study. .

But yesterday we got a break and enjoyed a wonderful day out on the water.  Judy organized a boat ride for us up the Greek coast.

We got to see our hotel and town from a different view and really realized how beautiful it was.  After about an hour or so of sailing on the EROS boat we stopped at a small stretch of beach and  anchored down. It was a much smaller boat than the previous cruise so we all got to know each other better.

We jumped off the side of the boat and played around while the guys from the boat  made a charcoal grill and cooked slouvaki.  Slouvaki is the Greek version of a shishkabob and they are amazing.   I would’ve taken a picture but it was so good it didn’t stay on the plate long.   While we were waiting we also got to snorkel.  It was great!!  I saw tons of fish, sea cucmbers, hermit crabs, and a sand dollar.  After dinner I even got to play captain.

We sailed for a few more hours and just relaxed on the boat. After some more swimming and a bad encounter with a sea urchin it was time to go home. But the water felt so good it was hard to get us out. . .

But eventually we went home and got ready to celebrate.  In Greece they don’t celebrate birthdays after age 12.  From then on they celebrate their name day (Gronia Palla).  Each person is named after a saint and yesterday was the Feast of Saint Constantine.  The man who works at the hotel front desk is Constantinos, but we all call him Costas.  For his name day present we all got him a card and decided to learn some traditional Gre dances for him. . .

Tonight is our last night in Tolo so I’m sure I’ll have some great stories to tell tomorrow. . .