It seems that our ferry transfer from Milos back to Santorini is to be by another SeaCat. It’s probably the very same SeaCat at that brought us here. Same tortuous relegation of all passengers to the bowels of the vessel, having turned off all the lights and pulled the curtains across. Compulsory mask wearing only pops the icing on this particular type of torture. [This time I remembered to pop my mask in my back pocket, thus avoiding the embarrassment suffered last trip.]
A pall seems to have descended upon the waiting passengers as they anticipate the arrival of the ferry. They have had way too good of a time on Milos and now they have to make reparation.
As I await the ferry, a diesel fuel truck pulls up. The driver lights a cigarette and takes a few puffs. He winds down the passenger window (electronically) and expertly flips the butt out onto the tarmac, where it blows over the edge of the dock. Now all of us know that the flash point of diesel fuel is particularly high - much higher than petroleum and nitro glycerine. However, irrespective of the minimal danger to all and sundry, IT IS NOT A GOOD LOOK TO FLIP LIGHTED CIGARETTES OUT OF A FUEL-CARRYING VEHICLE! If you are ever tempted in this way, RESIST!
Oh NO! Here comes the ferry!
Toodles!
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