We may jump ship. Nerves have become frazzled and everyone is a little on edge. The isle of Kefalonia has been made so attractive*, we may go ashore with our bags, bid farewell to Eric, and... come what may. We are enjoying an evening pizza in Vonitza, all the while making enquiries into TripAdvisor for an alternative plan.
*Martha seems to have a bit of jealousy surfacing and may wish to have her man to herself. I'm frustrated by the lack of any interest in Eric to include us in his plans to make ports, or to discuss his plans once we arrive. Eric seems exhausted from the Messina episode which earned him a bit of latitude now spent. There are frequent emotionally incontinent responses from Martha who seems to believe Eric has magical powers, and sees herself as a Shaman.
P.S. This is not an unexpected turn of events as 4 personalities in 100 square feet for 12 days can be a bit of a challenge.
On further reflection: Anna & Martha = oil and water. Martha interrupts Anna preparing stringed beans for our dinner. "No!, No!...We do it THIS way!" Martha's from Mexico, an ABC employee in France so she has good French; Anna has fluent Spanish so I'm unaware of the intensity of the conflict. Eric finds me on a nearby sailboat visiting a family from the US, enjoying a glass of wine. He motions to me to join him. Eric's English is limited but he manages to say, "You and Anna must leave our boat!" We protest to no avail, pack up our bags and leave without a word as Eric & Martha sit together aft. I am shocked by this and greatly angered having anticipated sailing through the Corinth Sea, passing through into the Aegean and sailing the Cyclades.
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