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The next morning, very early, Day was tired and moody. He declared an interest in eating breakfast, a meal he only enjoyed when he was hung over. Unfortunately there was no time because their ferry left early. Paros was the first port of call for the ferries leaving Naxos on their way to the mainland.
They drove to the port, parked the Fiat on the main road, and crossed the busy street to the Blue Star Ferries office. Having acquired tickets on the Blue Star Naxos to Paros departing at nine thirty, they settled for a coffee in one of the port-side cafés. Fortunately the sailing to Paros would take only forty-five minutes. Day was a reluctant
sailor.
The ship was not full and they found comfortable seats. Before Day could become queasy, Paros appeared on the starboard side, its harb
