So with the fridge on the fritz it was back to Gϋmϋȿlϋk (you remember good old Gue-mue-schleuk, of course) where we waited for our newest-best-friends the refrigeration guys. Chief repairman was Mutlu, which we learned through painful internet translations of Turkish to English means "Happy" in Turkish. We were anything but "Happy", yet the emails kept coming in from "Mr. Happy". Good grief!
But every cloud has a silver lining and this one was a classic 1963 wooden gaff-rigger schooner named Silver Heels. The history was fascinating, as it was built in Camden, Maine and the French couple, Jean-Jacques and Teresa dreamed of owning her for years. She finally came on the market and J-J and Teresa have been living aboard her for about three years now. "Silver Heels", by the way refers to the magical phosphorescent wake that we leave when sailing along at night - truly beautiful. And a delightful time we had with the SH crew, Jean-Jacques preparing a delicious French chicken and risotto dish which we shared in the classic wooden salon of Silver Heels. Hopefully, we'll catch up with the later this season.
The fridge repairs were getting tedious and the wind was the typical Aegean Meltemi - too strong and on the nose. So we turned to sewing - hey, why not? And Craig created a great cover for the gas tank of the dinghy outboard - very practical, if not hugely exciting. But that's living on a slant. The second sewing project had a bit of glamour and practicality to it. We now have summer curtains to replace our heavy upholstery ones so, in season, we change out to lovely ivory colored curtains that provide some shade and diffused light and look fresh and new!
Aren't I lucky to have a personal tailor aboard?