Preveza to the Cyclades, and everything in between
As we make our way down from Preveza, enjoying the sleepy silence of the Ionian before the mad season starts. Going around the Peleponese this time, new adventures await.
It's been 50 days since we launched Bon Bini and cast off our lines in Preveza. It feels much longer, and like it was a lifetime ago that we were full of anticipation and packing our bags to fly to Greece. I've got a bit of a fascination about the concept of time, and why some days fly by in a blur, whilst other days seem to be multiple all rolled into one.
