We find our way down the harbour quite easily with our pop-up map. It would have looked stunning with a backdrop of blue sky and the harbourside taverna's reflecting in a placid Med. Instead the sky is grey and the sea is chucking up some serious waves around the harbour lighthouse. We stop for a Greek salad and Gyros before setting off for a walk around the wonderful lanes. There are surprises around every corner. Flaking paintwork covers shutters, doors and walls and more tavernas than you can imagine.

We don't stay long though as the buses are only hourly and the one there was pretty busy. First we have to find out whereabouts in the bus station it is leaving from. This involves listening over the noise for an announcement stating the number of the bus and its final destination. No bus route numbers for these folk. When we get back to Platanes at 7:00 we find that we've missed the big downpour [remember what that chap said on the first night. It hasn't rained since May!]. The mountains were lost in the clouds on the journey back and more seemed to be rolling in from the sea. Still 27 degrees today though, although it had been 32 the previous day. A lot warmer than London!