Ermioni to Hydra Island, Greece, Tuesday, February 24, 2026

[shapethecentury]

Savor a Greek iced coffee and frozen yogurt before setting sail to Hydra Island where we can enjoy lunch, snorkelling, and paddleboarding at a serene bay. Take a water taxi to the charming main town, exploring its old streets and hidden bays. End the day with a captivating Hydra sunset, an unforgettable experience!

The Avengers aboard are all VERY FINE being on Hydra Island. Ignore the eye twitching.

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Re: Lunch [2/24]

[thatsmysword]

"I hadn't seen black ones yet," Henry admitted, studying the spread.

Re: Lunch [2/24]

[sairis]

Sairis searched over the spread and found them. "Here. These." He held out an olive. "They're sharp. I can't decide if I like them or not."

Re: Lunch [2/24]

[thatsmysword]

"Oh, I've seen those before," Henry said, sagely. "Not just here, either, but in a book or two at home."

Re: Lunch [2/24]

[sairis]

"What are they?" Sairis asked. "I don't think we've got anything like them where I'm from." Unless they looked very different there.

Re: Lunch [2/24]

[thatsmysword]

"Olives," Henry replied, reaching for one. "They make oil of them in the south, I think. And I think Jesus had a mountain of 'em."

Look, in Henry's defense, church was in Latin.

He rubbed his chin. "Or was it a mountain of olive trees?"

Re: Lunch [2/24]

[sairis]

Sairis shrugged. "Was he a farmer or did he just like them?"

Re: Lunch [2/24]

[thatsmysword]

"No, he was a carpenter," Henry said. He eyed the olive. "Makes you wonder about the trees..."

Re: Lunch [2/24]

[sairis]

"He probably grew them for the wood, in that case. The olives were a bonus. Or a problem, if he didn't like them."

Re: Lunch [2/24]

[thatsmysword]

"I don't think I've ever heard any of the priests talk about whether Jesus Christ actually liked olives," Henry said pensively. "I'm sure he must have."

He popped the olive into his mouth.

His face was a journey.

Re: Lunch [2/24]

[sairis]

Sairis grinned, amused at that journey. "I'm not sure what to make of them myself. Maybe Jesus Christ hated them."