Dinner on Hydra. Grilled fresh red snapper (I chose my own from the on-ice drawer in the kitchen). Boiled vegetables drizzled with a frisson of olive oil. Bread. Appetizer of fried feta with honey and sesame. I thanked the cook, Mama Tausa, as I left.
And a view. (The hotel had called ahead and reserved me the best table for two. I was solo, but I got the view.)
Then a walk around the harbor wall, and gelato to finish.