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We leave the ship on a tender, with a short,calm ride to the shore. Our bus, no pretentious coaches in Greece, take us the Corinth Canal. This canal, built between 1881 & 1893 is 4 miles long, cuts through the Isthmus of Corinth and connects the Gulf of Corinth with the Saronic Gulf in the Aegean Sea.
It seems that every tourist in the area is visiting at the same time. Boats still use the canal, but being only 70 feet wide, the cruise ships and cargo boats still have the go around ...
... stop in one town an elderly lady and her grand daughter standing outside a shop were both staring at our car with a look of surprise. The elderly lady was pointing at our car, obviously she was thinking ‘who are they?”.
Driving along and some roads were quite scary, very narrow and lots of windy roads. We stopped to take a photo of a guy with his sheep. He was cool and let us take a photo of him!
Dimitri (gps) sent ...
... The bus stop for Naphlion is a short distance away from where I alighted after the journey and I had to ask directions. It is by the Capodistrian Barracks, so a chance to take a closer look at them.
From Argos we went on to Naphlion where I had to change bus again, and again I arrived at one bus station but then had to go to another place to catch the bus to Tolo. It was a ...
The bus journey south from Athens saw a gradual decrease in population density as jagged mountains grew up all around us. The Peloponnese, a huge peninsula separated from the mainland by the deep man-made gorge of the Corinth Canal, has relatively little foreign tourism due to its distance from the nearest airport, but winding our way through mountain passes, the journey was more than worth it. Our destination was the little village of Vassara, near Sparti, in the far south of ...
... the men are sitting at the café bar, and I am just walking around on my own, entering some churches, doing some window-shopping, and taking photos.
Fifteen minutes or twenty were enough for me, and I return to the café where my friends offer me a glass of fresh orange-juice, while I sat back and enjoyed it, and in the meantime the ladies return.
Luckily all the people who ...