Brown and Toned

So the "beach just up and down the hill" was not such. We literally just walked up Mount Olympus and then we walked down the other side to a beautiful private beach. Will I be doing that hike again? Possibly no. But the opportunity to have such a gorgeous beach to just to myself and my siblings (yes, Jacqueline counts as a sibling) is very tempting. Perhaps this was God's way of making me doing exercise since I've missed out on a week or so of not going to the gym. Also, apparently the exclusivity of this beach was also a big "go-ahead" to other visitors to please consider this beach a nude beach. Not cool. Until the hippie chick with a decent rack arrived, then it was minxy. After the beach, we got some food at a very quaint and nice restaurant. Jacqueline had lamb because she feels no remorse for the animals below her, Jenny had fish because she is her father's daughter, and I had salad because I wanted to have something relatively light. While we ate, we noticed the immense number of cats that ran this town. There were brown cats (cabbage cats), white cats (talking cats), and all other varieties. There was one in particular that was orange-ish. This accompanied us throughout our entire meal. Most likely because the tantalizing scent of Jacqueline's lamb. This cat was able to spark a sense of familiarity for me. I'm not sure if it was the fact that it was constantly at our side, or the way it squinted it's eyes when we started at it. But when no food was given, the cat left. We then made another trek to the more public and easily accessible beach. Since this was more family-friendly, no nudity. However, I doubt they would have minded that much. We tanned and then made our way back to the hotel. We picked up food, drinks, and ice cream. Currently we are taking turns showering before heading out to "Lefkada Town" to explore the sights and enjoy the local entertainment. I bid adieu as I drink some of my lemonade fanta and enjoy my candy.