When will I learn never to make plans for something I want to do? It always falls through.
I didn’t know today was going to be a bad day when I woke up. I laid around in bed until I figured restaurants would be open. Then I went out and found a lemon and sugar crepe.
Easy enough. My ferry wasn’t until 2:20pm so I sat on the couch and read the last 70-or-so pages of the book I was reading. Perfect morning!
Packed my backpack: camera gear and enough clothes for two days. Wandered down to the port. I was nearly 90 minutes early and the signs all say to only get there 30 minutes early, but there was a very strange lack of activity.
The wind caused even rougher water than yesterday.
(YouTube *still* hasn’t figured out how to embed vertical videos? Dumb.)
I waited and waited. No ferry. In fact, no ferries at all, not just the one I was waiting for. Suspicions aroused, I started googling. There are sites that show the position of all ships in the ocean. I looked up the one meant to take me to Naxos. It remained docked in Crete.
I checked my ticket, got the customer service number, called, and asked if the wind had caused the ferries to be cancelled.
Yes, it had.
No ferries at all in the Cyclades today.
Back to my rooms and a couple hours of searching and emailing trying to figure out how to cancel and refund everything I’d booked. I await responses, expect to make some calls, and have to do some things in person.
Stress eating; watching YouTube; trying to find some place that gave a prediction about tomorrow’s ferry schedule. Not the best afternoon.
Took a little walk after sunset to clear my spinning head.
New plan: book nothing. If the ferries are running tomorrow morning, book one and find a hotel when I get to Naxos. If they are not or they fill up, then go see some of the touristy sights on Paros.
Now I just hope the winds die down so I can:
… finish my scuba training
… get a ferry to my next destination in a week
… have a smooth flight in a tiny plane in two weeks
Everything is fine.
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