How lucky can we get! Another souvenir stand.

When we assumed our half hour was up we broke out our grappling hooks and traversed our way back up the steps to the parking lot. I truly felt like a Geezer, not because I was out of breath, but because my knee hurt so much. Back at the parking lot we waited for our driver who hadn't returned yet. "Fortunately" for us there were a couple little souvenir stands conveniently situated across the street from the church property. While Gail killed some time looking at more junk I walked a couple meters further uphill to take this picture of the harbor of Skale. That isn't our boat berthed in the harbor. I guess the more expensive cruise ships get dockside service.