Leisurely breakfast at the hotel and then down the hill to the port. J has memories of coming here with student cruises some thirty years ago. There's a Venetian castle and a view across the harbour to the mountains in the near distance. It's Saturday so the streets are busy. Many cafés around the squares. After dark I'm reminded of the market at Marrakesh. It's not really very similar, but so many local people eating at dozens of places, having coffee, mostly happy. We pick up a couple of chicken souvlakis in pita from a corner place doing a brisk business and bring them home with a bottle of rioja.
