Four Seasons Pension
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... After a call to the Medical Centre, they send a wheelchair to collect me.
Our unlucky room porter has this job. he would be lucky to weigh 60kgs.
I get sorted out with some steri-strips and bandage overkill and return to the room, where we notice that in addition the the carpet, there is blood on the outside decking and even the curtains. The appears to be no end to my bleeding talents.
Plenty of time left to get ready for tea and go to a show. Another great day.
... over. Didn't disappoint - lightning and thunder as we (a bit nervously) climbed higher and higher into the mountains.
First town we went through - we had to squeeze througha a gap wth only a couple of cm's oneither side. As we climbed up the very windy, and sometimes narrow road we climbed up into very lush pine. Windy mountain road went on forever... but very pretty drive.
Got to a town called Kastanista, right at the head o ...
... It was quite interesting.
Anyway when we were done we headed off to catch a bus. We were told one wouldn’t come here after we got the oh you’re not with a tour group response so we had to walk somewhere. There was a bus soonish and then an end of the day one about 6pm. We walked to a little café and were told it came at (I can’t remember the time) time a slightly different time to the other person. We waited and saw a few buses ...
... got to watch him make it. It was great.
Though by this point very full, we still weren’t tired. We met up with another group of CYA kids when we left the loukoumades shop and they were just finishing their gelato from next door. We all left the area together, going in the same direction and not being sure of what we were going to do.
Eventually a few groups naturally formed, simply ...
... fun and fooling around. It feels rougher and bigger; not as quaint and romantic as I remember. Cars are banned in old town where we are staying so we need to work out how to find our hotel on the hill, see if we can park close by and get our orientation. We need a map. The illuminated map on the port square lists a tourist office a few blocks away. We head there but seem to have got lost. We ask two firemen who seem to argue about where to send ...