Dunkin Donuts (Rhodes version)
Meandering around these skinny side streets we were actually well-protected from the sun. We passed some interesting hotels and pensions, lots of parked motorscooters, an Orthodox priest and did I mention, a lot of shops. Every tiny little building seemd to be home to some sort of store. As we passed what I initially thought was someone's home, I peeked in the open window only to see a lady frying up some donuts. Gail's Mom couldn't resist and ordered one right from the lady's front door.