On our fourth day in Kos we had a lie in before jumping on the bikes and cycling down the gravel path to Platani, through the streets, around the anticlockwise roundabout, down the road and into Kos Town. We rode all the way through town, past the ancient ruins and the glistening harbour, revelling in the pleasant conditions and the fact that our journey was entirely downhill.
On the other side of the beach we demounted at Kritika Beach and locked our bikes up. A few people were sunbathing, some very tanned Portuguese guys and girls were kicking a ball about and one crazy person was even swimming in the beautiful but oh so chilly sea.
We sunbathed all afternoon; Jodes slept and slowly turned pink whilst I painted watercolours and listened to skeptical podcasts. For lunch we went to Kalymnos and had gorgeous tzatsiki, stuffed peppers, olives, bread and dips and greek salad, before returning to the beach.
Late in the afternoon we cycled back round the harbour, which looked like something out of a film that had been Instagrammed in the golden Mediterranean sun. The blue waters, yellow sky and silhouetted palm trees looked so wonderful I felt glorious just to be alive.
We booked onto the Maria Star boat to go to Bodrum, Turkey the next day! Bodrum was formerly known as Helicarnassus and is the site of one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World!
We cycled around the harbour once more, rode back to Platani and bought salad bits and Mythos beer for dinner and headed up the hill to An’s. Behind us was the most vivid and colourful sunset across the Greek isles and Turkey, silhouetted against a rainbow horizon. In the last rays of the golden sunlight, everything looked magical.
That night we sat on the veranda and got excited for our Turkish adventure; all the while Bodrum’s lights were twinkling at us invitingly from down across the bay…