Dining in The Cave

Last night we decided to have a change of scene and instead of heading into Myrina we took a taxi about ten minutes north up the coast to a restaurant called "The Cave". In fact we took three taxis because Zoe and her parents Sue and Ian came too. It was certainly a very picturesque location; right by the water's edge with views of the setting sun across the sea. Its name comes from the fact that the tables are set in and around a cave with a little waterfall and pool. Very pretty. The food was much the same as everywhere else, with an emphasis on seafood. David is so brave with eating octopus! He happily munched the tentacled creature that was served up to him, with every appearance of enjoyment. Jamie and James had huge swordfish kebabs and Grandma had grilled chicken which she said was lovely. Alasdair boldly chose the "goat in the oven" option which seemed to have been cooked in a paper bag. We had a pleasant chat and set off back to the hotel in another fleet of taxis in time for "open mic" night at the pool bar. Again the offerings were mixed - although all of them were much, much better that I could have done - and Zoe excelled again; she has a fantastic voice. Today is our last day at the hotel and this morning the boys have been practising hard for their regatta this afternoon. I popped into Myrina for a last wee walk about the shops and then floated about in the pool. It has been great.