Symi, the last stop before Turkey
24 May 2014
Saturday 24 May, 2014. Symi, the last stop before Turkey
Another beautiful day and while sitting on the deck enjoying a cup of tea and writing this blog a reminder of the hazards of sailing. A yacht moored opposite us attempting to leave got a mooring line fouled in their propeller and after another yacht threw them a line and held them off the other boats and the quay, and with assistance from a number of yachties they were able to free the line and get clear of the harbour without any damage being done. At around 11.00 we decided that we would follow the other yachts out as well and make our way to Symi today.
After a great day sailing we entered the bustling harbour of Simi around 5.30 in the afternoon. Symi harbour looks more like an Italian harbour than a Greek one. No white-and-blue houses, but neo-classical style houses, painted in different colours and arranged in a way seats are in an amphitheatre around the harbour.
On the quay a very excited man with a whistle pointed at his choice for our berth and had taken it upon himself to instruct skippers what to do and how to do it. Which is a bit annoying as you're already concentrating on controlling the boat in a relatively small space with a fair bit of wind side-on (an acquired taste at the best of times). So we ignored him and he got even more exited, throwing his hands up in the sky and complaining to spectators on the terrace. Eventually we sterned-to without casualties.
Once Clio was safely berthed 10 meters from the Symi terrace scene and after having paid the whistle our €5 dues, we said hello to our immediate neighbours: a French man and American wife on our starboard side and a Dutch man and Australian wife on our port side. Everyone is so very friendly and happy to share information and tips from their own experiences. The Dutch couple that we met on Tilos, Annette and Rein, were berthed on the other side of the harbour and joined us for drinks. They had been sailing Greek and Turkish waters for many years and had lots of great stories to tell. We did sleep a bit, but the night life was quite loud at times, Greek style until 6:30 next morning.