If you watch carefully you can see a big difference on this page of mine...
See it? Take another look!
Still can't see it? Let me help you. It's something about my head on early pictures and on last ones.
As the matter of fact... it's ON my head. Yes! The cap. My lovely cap from Athens Olympics in 2004 (50 €, you know :-).
And on the last pictures its gone. Gone with the wind.
As I was going to Therma one day by boat suddenly a strong blow of the wind came from nowhere and my dear cap was gone. Tear, tear, tear...
So... take care for the wind!!!
As I was writting this page (see nightlive in Ikaria) I forgot to mention one more things the native Ikarians (esp. young boys) are doing for their fun. Well... there might have been some fur for them, but for the rest of us. Let me explain: the roads on Ikaria are very narrow, with lots of courves. The only "highway" is the port. And all the youngs are geathering there every night just to race with their bikes. Not only it's very noisey, it's dangerous to be there as well. MIND THE BIKERS!