We took the ship from Rhodes to the island of Karpathos. We disembarked at what we thought was our destination. We met a couple of Brits named Flick and Bruce kind of hippie types who were travelling with very uncool people like us on deck class. We found rooms at a hotel called the Diafani Palace. Very clean but sparse. We went for a swim with Flick and Bruce and had an omelet for dinner and went to bed early. We found out the next morning we got off the ship at the wrong town Diafani as opposed to Pigadia! So we had a big fish lunch and managed to hitch a ride with Flick and Bruce on a fisherman’s boat. The fisherman stopped to haul in his nets and I heard a huge fish thrashing in the net. It was a beautiful ride hugging the coastline! Beautiful clear water. And there was a school of dolphins chasing us for part of the trip. I have seen them jumping on television but to see them up close was a real treat. After three hours we arrived at Pigadia. I suppose the mistaken town led to a memorable ride with a fisherman. Will these Greek adventures ever cease?