Ria and I had a nice final dinner in the little town of Psinthos, at a taverna entirely empty save for us, attended to cheerfully by a motherly woman who prepared a meal for us based on my request that she serve us “the best food.” We didn’t use the menus at all, and the meal was quite good.
Instead of flying back, we have abandoned our tickets and are taking an overnight ferry to Pireas, a port outside of Athens. Here's a last shot of Malona: the priest (in his robes, riding a tractor in the town square), the church, and the graveyard — an interesting variety of grave sites.
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