The main Greek restaurant, of many, is Hellas. They have a cheese appetizer they set on fire at your table that is a lot of fun, and a bakery next door that is far too tempting.
At the end there is a nice seafood restaurant with the odd name of Rusty Belly's. George, Kristy and I posed with Mr. Belly. Heather took the picture, allowing her to stay out of it.
Much of Tarpon Springs seems to be just a few feet above sea level. We had a front come thru before we left, with the wind really blowing hard from the west. After a couple days of that, and during a high tide, we had a torrential downpour.
Hope everyone has flood insurance.
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