Luckily for me I had a Pasola when I was younger, so riding a scooter was not quite new to me, as the youngsters of course did not put any stops on, and it was either go or fall behind. It was so good to be out in the open with the wind cooling my face, softening the impact of the fierce sun. The road was beautifully kept, with trees lining it most of the way. We stopped at a few places, but the thought of poor Rosy, who was, according to the girls a real scarredy cat, all alone in Marina, took away a bit of the pleasure as we could not really do a lot of sightseeing. I decided that I will definitely come back to explore all the interesting places and buildings. At Marina we had a lovely lunch, the girls of course making up to the flustered young waiter, and he just blushing and trying to put the stuff down without mishap. All too soon the lovely day came to an end, and we took to the road back to the village of Aegina where we had to have the scooters back before six. We took the usual ferry back to Pereaus, and when I saw all the lorries and loaded tourbusses driving into the belly of the ship, I had a moment of panic that we would sink with all that weight. Then we all went up to the top of the ferry, from where it looked mighty far to the ocean down below, and stretched ourselves out on the benches and had a good rest. I was a bitty disappointed, as the island was almost just a blur to me, the girls more interested in what boys were on the loose than looking at sights! Lying there staring up at the blue-blue sky, I felt quite homesick. I did not feel like going back to my empty nest yet, but I missed my kids. Oh well, before I could get too sad we docked at Pereaus, and with all the excitement of getting off the monster ferry, I was soon in good spirits again, and looking forward to my next day-off. What lifted my spirits even further was when I got home and Ascala told me that the Ya-Ya had gone home! The poor Ermioni was a wreck when it came to eating, as the granny fed her until she wass ready to burst, and when all the food comes back out, she started again.
The next day Katrien, one of the South African Nannies phoned me, and we made a date for the next Tuesday to go to swimming somewhere. I was excited, as it is good to be able to speak Afrikaans again. It was bliss without the old Ya-Ya, and the children both seemed much more relaxed after she left!