I’m in the mood to draw something, anything, but with the windy weather, I think itâ€™ll be impossible to draw outside. Yet in the hope of finding a sheltered spot, I go out with my sketchbook. Luckily, I find a semi sheltered spot at a taverna, purchase a Gyro, and find the best seat with a view. IÂ draw another restaurant across the walkway called Parea in between bites of lunch. But its not long before the wind blows me back to the pension.