Karin and I decided that while we would not invite company for Thanksgiving dinner we would treat the day as a holiday. So we had a slow casual morning then were surprised when we left home to see utility workers and school buses on the road.

On our motor scooters we took a brisk, sunny drive to the east side of the island. We stopped for a brief stroll around Pirgos, a beach and small harbour that we normally pass by. The photo is of a church, flag and anchor there. We spotted what looks like an excellent snorkeling location for next summer.

Next Karin had a surprise for me--a road that I had never been on before. North of Drios we turned left towards the hills to follow a paved road that
wound through strictly rural farm country -- plentiful pastures, livestock and farm gardens and no obvious holiday homes. A very pastoral area sheltered from the main coast road and beach properties by rolling hills. The combination of my camera and my photography skills could not capture it, however.

Then on to the only restaurant we knew that was offering turkey. The Malibu in Logaras is owned by a Greek-American chef from Florida who had married a local Greek girl. They served a traditional turkey dinner with all the trimmings--with Greek substitutes as necessary. The cranberry sauce was very much his own recipe. Three other Americans were there, all with Greek family connections. As every Thanksgiving we were stuffed but still managed apple pie with ice cream before heading home in the dusk for an easy home evening--no football, however.

We are truly thankful for our blessings.