The dolphin is appropriate technology: fast enough but not overdone, approachable, still human scale that does not destroy the environment. And, like steam engines, and many ships, they have a soul.

Ride them before they are replaced by something cold, huge and lifeless. Ride them, and stand on that little open deck (the dark area at the top middle above the single square window) or sit on the open rear fantail.

Feel the sun, watch the islands slide by and think about all those who have traveled these waters in the thousands of years before you arrived. Like Jason, like the rowers of triremes, like Byzantium merchants, like pirates out for booty, you are living your adventure - but are very unlikely to be killed.

The flying dolphin is a symbol of why and how you should travel in Greece. And they are a symbol of how I like to travel. Not insulated from the local world, confident in the general reasonableness and hospitality of people, more interested in the texture and details of ordinary life than in the sterile abodes of the wealthy.

Why don't you come along?