I arrived back safe and sound but chilled to the bone on Saturday. Winter temperatures were blowing down from the North sweeping away all remnants of summer and leaving us shivering. I avoided seasickness by copious consumption of dried ginger from Hydra to Piraeus, keeping completely horizontal from Piraeus to Kos and completely vertical from Kos to Bodrum. It seems I can control by nausea as long as I don't bend in the middle.
Our village house is not suited to the cold so we decamped to Bodrum on Sunday where I had planned to take part in a bike ride from the town centre to Gümbet. The event was advertised on Facebook calling riders to meet in the centre of Bodrum to remind the local authority that despite plenty of bikes in Bodrum we don't have cycle lanes.
Or if we have a cycle lane, it is used as a parking lot for pizza delivery scooters.
There was a serious amount of lycra on show and I realised that there was no way I'd keep up with these keen cyclists; I hadn't even remembered my bicycle clips, so I took a few photos and watched them set off in convoy following a cop on a motorbike. My Raleigh "ladies'" bike only has 3 gears so I wouldn't have got half way up the hill but I wished them luck in their campaign and hopefully the mayor can get these scooters moved so that we at least have a few hundred yards to cycle safely in Bodrum.
P.S. If you are heading for Bodrum, the temperatures are now racing back to normal. It should be 28 or 29 degrees C by the week-end.