We discovered that Alice and Ian Daggett would be arriving in Mykonos on the same flight as Bryn and Jill’s friends and family, so, thinking that it would be good if they could share a taxi and travel by ferry from Mykonos to Tinos to meet us all, we decided to connect them together.
However, the idea soon evolved into a ‘Challenge Anneka’ kind of event!
We sent Alice and Ian pictures of John and Cheryl.
We then told Alice that she would have to find them at the airport in Manchester or on the flight, by whatever means necessary. She would then have to introduce herself to them and gain their trust.
Since they would not know ANYTHING about the challenge they might, understandably, be a little suspicious.
We gave her snippets of information about John and Cheryl to help her convince them.
John and Cheryl could then explain to Alice and Ian how they could find us, since they knew where Bryn and Jill were.
On arriving at the airport, Alice and Ian happened to go into the same restaurant as John and Cheryl and immediately sighted their targets! Alice approached them as they tucked into their full English. After initially astonishing them both with her seemingly psychic knowledge, they soon established the common link. They then discovered that they were seated in consecutive rows on the plane!
They arrived on the ferry in Tinos at about 1600h, having had a very bouncy ride across in the strong winds.
We were delighted to see our most frequent visitors again. For once, the boat wasn’t broken, and sailing could well be the order of the day!
After a quick explore around the town of Tinos in the morning, where we saw devotees on all fours proceeding along the ‘Crawl-Way’ which is a carpeted track along the road. It takes them (albeit slowly) up to the icon of the Virgin Mary in the church. (Knee pads are available/essential!)
The icon is said to have healing qualities, for believers, obvs.
Along the street, there are many stalls selling masses of long candles and all kinds of other religious artifacts. Things like, plastic bottles to collect holy water; crucifixes; rosary beads; pictures; embossed metal plaques, etc.
We couldn’t quite believe how many people were there are on Sunday morning.
BUT, if you have crawled up the street to get there, luckily you get to crawl up between everyone’s legs to the front of the queue!!!
We departed with Ian and Alice at about 1300h as the winds had died down to a mere 28kts and SAILED all the way to Syros. The Capital of the Cyclades.