Island Hopping 2024: Cyprus, One last day in Zygi

Well, we knew it had to happen, our time in Cyprus is coming to an end.  We are moving on tomorrow and much of today was spent around the apartment.  Sandy did a load of laundry, I confirmed our upcoming hotel, car hire, airline, and AirBnB reservations.  We packed our bags for an early getaway and finished off that last bottle of wine that we couldn’t take on the plane.   We did all that and still had time to take one last stroll through town, taking time to view the pier and listen to the rhythmic beat of the clanging rigging on the fishing boats.  We finished our walk with a stop at a dockside taverna that served up sorbet.  Back at the apartment we sat and reminisced about our stay here.  And, we both knew that we would always remember this place fondly, though we know it is not likely we will ever return.

Sandy starting her day on the balcony of our apartment

This is how you dry clothes in Zygi

Part of the fishing fleet that services the island

Both net fishing and hook and line

Lest we not forget the sorbet

So, here's to you, Cyprus. To the ruins that spoke volumes without saying a word, to the waves softly rolling over the rocky beaches that almost felt like a friend was trying to tell us something, to the churches that would have nothing to do with me, and to the ouzo that blurred the lines between reality and myth. Until we meet again, γεια σας, Cyprus—keep the feta fresh and the sun shining. And to you Zygi, you sneaky charmer, you look like a lazy little fishing village, but you know, and we know, you are so much more.

Our last sunset on Cyprus