Brioche bread

Welcome one, welcome all, back to Mount Olympus, may you catch the goats that roam freely through life’s path!

Today was a day that I can appreciate because of a d i s t i n c t lack of sand. Yayyy!!

So we woke up, twas fairly chill if cold. Lily has set an earlier alarm to do some sport with Allegra, so I took the extra thirty minutes to read before mum and dad’s alarm went off and I was supposed to get up.

I did read for like, twenty more minutes.

Morning people are the worst: so proud of it, of being “efficient” or whatever, that they have no respect for night people. See at night I am as quiet as a mouse, make no noise, reading peacefully, scared to wake any one. But Lily? She was singing, she was clapping, she was laughing… honestly. No respect. It is actually something that really bothers me.

Anyway.

At 9:58 exactly, we were out the door, strolling down to the activity of the day: a boat! But liked a touristy boat with other people.

It was rather cool, though there was little space for the amount that we were, however we did secure a spot for us all to sit, so twas alright.

We had some funny discussions, including one about phobias, namely tripophobia, and then I brought up aibophobia, fear of palindromes. We then tried to think of palindromes (racecar, redivider), and mum thought long, mum thought hard, mum said, “minutes”.

We all laughed. Even mum, who was unable to explain why she thought that.

Palindromes one, dyslexics nil!

The boat was nice because the breeze was of the cool nature. Our first stop was some cool sort of cave/rock tunnel thing that you could swim through. Allegra and I jumped off, swam in panic (we don’t like deep water so much (thalassophobia? Jkjk)) and then mum was already off into the cave.

So I said, “let’s follow her!” Allegra said, “No!” I said, “We can pretend we’re Regulus!” (Who drowned in a cave) Allegra said, “Let’s go!”

Fun times.

So we did swim through the cave/rock tunnel, it was gorgeous, the water seems to make one’s hands luminsecent. Good fun, I recommend.

But then while swimming back, I saw the chain from the anchor and bkeurgh! There is nothing (bar Taylor Swift releasing a new album while I’m unaware of it (fun fact apparently she has filmed a new music video?? What does it meannnnn)) that I am more scared of than a chain or rope underwater. I can’t stand it.

So I panic swam back to the boat: a sight to see.

As we jumped off, Lily took some photos. Rather unflattering, they were. But good fun all the same.

And then we were off to location number two! I made Allegra take some pictures of me looking great in the boat, and we played the word association game I mentioned a while ago (we started with “sunglasses” and “glasses” and ended with “superhero” so, we nailed it), and ultimately twas a fun, chill time.

At the next place, we all got out, twas a stony beach. My sisters and I messed around a little, Tate carried me around, and then we all walked along the beach to a secluded area. For me and Olivia, who lacked shoes, twas painful as can be.

But it was fun, my sisters and I sat on a rock and lamented the lack of smashes on the boat with us, dad fell over a couple times while trying to take our photo from the sea, fun times.

But time was up, so we walked back to the boat. Mum had picked up some litter along the way, and swam it all the way back to the boat like the hero she is. Dad carried a sort of plastic carton/container thing, begrudgingly. Also a hero.

Back on the boat, twas lunch time, so dad and the twins went to get drinks. They bought back Fanta for the twins and wine(?) for the adults, including me.

I wasn’t the biggest fan. But then they bought our sandwiches and it was allllll worth it. Allegra had been looking forward to the brioche bread all morning, sometimes going so far as to shout “brioche bread” while we were in the sea. Twas funny.

At the next stop, the water was gorgeously blue, but none of us siblings were in the mood for more swimming, we were a little chilly. I gave Tate a back massage, Lily read, Allegra tanned, and I then read too.

There was an American family next to us that had two small children, and the girl was just dancing away to the music that was playing for hours on end, and her dance moves were, well, subpar? Random? Not very melodious? Take your pick.

Of course the whole fam hastened to compare her to me, and my childhood dance skills. I couldn’t my decide whether to laugh or be offended.

Anyway, the trip continued in this manner until we arrived at an island entitled Arki, thanks dad’s blog for the notification at the perfect time, and we were told to be back on the boat in two hours.

So we stopped at a taverna, and Lily complained to us about how some waiters could not look more unbothered, and when she worked in hospo, she was always smiling . Or whatever. But the food was quite tasty, and I added four can tabs to my collection, so it all worked out.

We still had an hour left, so mum and dad and the twins headed off to find a beach while Lily and I sat in the square, which was more of a circle, and Lily joyously began to watch the live stream of an f1 race. She had been looking forward to it all day and was happy that she would be able to watch it!

I sat by her in solidarity, especially when she was a lil disappointed that the race was delayed by like, an hour, due to rain in the track. So.

An hour later, the race hadn’t started, and we had to get back on the boat. We drove? Boated? Floated? off to the next and final spot, just a nice place where it was fun to jump in from the boat, and the American family’s dad dove in off the boat right after Tate did it *first*. So then everyone started diving, and he loudly referred to himself as a “divefluencer” and I was just so shocked at this blatant disregard for Tate, who dove first. But on the other hand, he is a straight white man, so of course he probably thinks he *did* do it first. In fact he probably thinks he is the first man in the w h o l e world to dive off a boat.

I got quite annoyed and complained to Allegra. In French of course. Nothing as good as critiquing people when they can’t understand. The perks of being bilingual!

And then it was time to head home. Lily’s race had started, so she joyously kept us updated on who was where (we all have favorites: dad likes Piastri, who won I think, Lily likes Verstappen, Tate likes Tsunoda, and I believe Allegra and mum couldn’t care less. Ofc, my favourite is Hamilton. Who moved from 18th to 7th place! Slayed, honestly.

Anyway, as we pulled into the harbour, the guy played some bopping music so of course, being Simpsons, we were contractually obligated to bring out our best dance moves and do a sitting dance circle. Mum filmed the whole thing, and we laughed a lot. But the dance gods knew we would be too powerful if anyone ever saw the footage. We would be unstoppable, really, so said dance gods must have stopped the camera from working, as Mum did not actually film.

I’m sure you can imagine how bopping it was though, based on the previous dance circle in Amsterdam, which you saw.

And finally, we made it home, and were able to chill for real. Of course, I read my book, but quickly got distracted as the Euro cup football final was on! Ofc we had to watch. It was English v Spanish, which took us back to last year in Greece where we watched the English v Spanish men’s Euro cup final.

But then Lily was making dinner and playing Taylor so, I made a choice since I am very uninterested in football, and I went and sang along to Taylor.

I then realised I had to shower, so I did, and there are few things I dislike more than a lukewarm shower, but one of them is a cold shower. Which I had. As I like to say, I was Aaron Brrr, sir. Hihi.

And then dinner was ready, Lily had made some delicious garlic/melted cheese mix on a fried tomato, which was a 10/10 meal, and we also had toasties, as we watched the Euro cup. They made it to penalty shootouts! And there was a lot of shouting at the tv (when they made one woman retake a goal and she missed) but eventually we all celebrated because unlike the men last year who failed miserably, the women’s England team won the Euro cup!!!!!!

And then we were all tired, so I started to write the blog, and then Tate lay in Lily’s bed and refused to move, so Lily and I tried to coordinate ourselves to carrying her to her own bed, it ended up with Lily falling into Allegra’s bed, with Allegra in it, and Tate was dropped on top of Lily, but I had her legs, so I unbalanced, and it ended up with a Simpson pile on a disgruntled Allegra’s bed.

Mum was not very happy.

But I wrote the blog for maybe twenty minutes, and then just got sooooo tired that I decided to finish it tomorrow morning. Which I have just done.

And so this is where we pause our trek up Mount Olympus, folks.
Bye family!!!Okumaya devam et