The price of infidelity

We’re being unfaithful to Gertie on a flirty little island called Sifnos in the Cyclades.

We’ve visited this beautiful place many times over the years but this year it’s different. In the past we’ve both been working and John particularly has been in need of the peace and tranquility of the place.  But now he’s retired and just a few weeks ago we were enjoying France in Gert. So, we wondered, how would we feel this time?

The sun is out, the sky is blue, there’s not a cloud to spoil the view and although it’s far from raining in my heart we’re missing Gertie.

We miss the independence. We miss travelling with our home. We miss having the freedom of moving on when we want to. We even miss the chores, like cleaning (which takes about five minutes), cooking our own food, biking to the market, planning our next route…

Don’t  get me wrong. We love Vathi and over the years have made good friends here. We’ll always come back. But next time we’ll have our big, smiley faced friend with us.