Colourfully-clad tourists climb aboard The Christina, a tripper boat next to us in Gaios, Paxos.
We are safely moored, rather conveniently outside the ice cream shop, after two attempts. On the second, one of The Christina's crew, from the safety of a white plastic chair on the deck, looks down on us and shouts: 'Malakas.'
It is not a nice word and, translated, rhymes with 'anchor'.
Indignant, I turn and shout: 'Never mind malakas, why don't you stop laughing and come down and give us a hand with the ropes?'
Much to my surprise, he does just that and grins a toothless smile as we thank him for helping us in.
Two ice creams and a shower later and Corfu Bluesman and his good lady wife come aboard for a sundowner before we venture out for a meal.
We are moored in front of the most wonderful building, which has fallen into increasing decay since we've been coming here.
We head for a restaurant and have probably the most disappointing meal of this trip.
The entertainment, however, is stunning.
In the morning, we are woken by a gaggle of Gaios geese.
That's about it.
Love Maddie x