My favorite part of the journey to the island is the ferry boat ride.
It’s only about a 45 minute ride, but it always feels like I’m leaving the last bit of civilization behind and entering another realm.
A realm that has beach days and sunsets; coffee on the balcony and no need of a clock. In short, it’s my version of heaven.
We came to the island early this year and there is still a definite chill in the air. The kids didn’t seem to care.
They loved watching the ferry cut through the water and Parker’s head was like a swivel as he watched the mainland recede and this island draw near.
Parker got his first taste of a real gyro…and loved it! Whew, what a relief!
We had a perfect view of the sunset and took a deep breath of contentment.
We were finally here…
…and regardless of the journey behind us, we’ll be sleeping in our own beds and wake up to freshly brewed coffee and cool mountain air.