Woke up with a funny feeling that today would not be the best I ever had, and I was right. We were still at anchor near the nudist beach, but I was not worried as we always left for another place just after breakfast. So I sat on the deck reading stories to Nikos when Dorah and Yannis informed me excitedly that the wind was just right, and today I would have my first windsurfing lesson. Everything both inside and outside my poor body started to shake, and I started hyperventilating! Badly! I tried to tell them that I really do not have any wish to try and stand on that flimsy thing, but they convinced me that I would just Love it! Must say, I thought it looked nice whenever they or somebody else glided so gracefully over the water, and was all for trying, but not in the middle of the Aegian! But I was told to get my swimsuit on, and when I came back Dorah was in the water, holding the surf- thingy from the bottom, and Yannis was in the dingy, that was to hold me up straight! It was decided that they would get me standing, not letting go, until I have mastered the art. The art of standing part that is! Nearly bally drowned, the balancing part well nigh impossible for me, and  time and again I was just kind of on my legs, when the stupid surf-thing toppled, over and over again, dumping me into the sea, from which I popped up after what felt like hours, spluttering and gasping for breathe. but this people do NOT give up, and on and on we went, I got on my legs, toppled, half drowned, got up again, until suddenly, just as I was standing again, a sudden gust of wind caught the sail, and away Christina glided, like a big black and white swan, making straight for the nudist beach! This time, try as I might, the thing just would not topple, and I reached the rocky beach at about a bally hundred kilos an hour, where I crashed not too softly, but quite luckily, on the sand. I was quite dazed, and when I opened my eyes and saw all the naked people clucking over me, I closed them tightly and played dead! Dorah and Yannis reached the beach soon after, and were so worried, but I just peeped from underneath my eyelids, as it was too nervewrecking to look at the sights that the nudists presented! Yannis slapped my cheeks, and I decided that if I do come 'around', we would go back to the yacht, so I groaned softly and sat up. Once in the dingy I assured the worried couple that I did not have concussion, but faked being unconcious so as not to have such a close look at that naked bodies! My employers must have entertained the captain with my discomfort, and their's for that matter, and that whole day he kind of giggled when he saw me, and so was Dorah and Yannis. I sighed a deep sigh of relief when at last I heard the engins start, and just hoped to heavens that the next beach would be normal!