A last little look at the pretty fishing town of Fiscardo now between we head on with our Kefalonian jaunt.
I try to go for an Insta worthy pose – feel like rather a tool TBH! Not sure how people have the patience (or the lack of embarrassment) to get their significant others to take what appears to be 100s of posed pics . . .
I would much rather focus on one of my favourite things – painted walls and rusting shutter hinges!!
Horror of horrors – someone offers to take a photo of us both together – hence the rather pained expressions on both our faces (and the appearance of the ‘frilled lizard’ neck flesh)
A last saunter (or languid melt in my case) through the main harbour as we head onwards to our next destination.
