A night out

Our TEFL course finished last Thursday. Since then it's been raining and storming in Hania. Laura and I have been cooped up in our little cave driving each other nuts. Our only friend left for good this morning with her boyfriend Niko. Last night we all went out to a restaurant on the harbor. It was dark and storming. We enjoyed watching the violently churning harbor and the spray of the waves that crashed against the sea wall as we sat on a covered patio eating our dinner about ten feet away. Halfway through dinner, the sea vomited up a dead chicken and deposited it about five feet away from us. At least that's what Niko and I thought. Laura and Despina thought it was a kitten carcass. It was hard to tell on such a dark and rainy night. Either way we were all disgusted (Niko almost threw up) and nobody touched their food for the next fifteen minuets until the wind proved us all wrong. It was a cleverly disguised plastic bag. With much relief we returned to our dinner of grilled octopus and calamari, sprinkled with olive oil, parsley and lemon.