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The first stop of the day was Bulbul Mountain. There we stopped at Meynemarra, Saint Mary's house, which was the supposed last place Mary lived. This is not recognized by the Vatican, but it could be a possibility for where she lived. Once we walked down a pathway We spotted the house, now a functioning chapel to pray in and look around. You walk a bit more around a wall and there is a wishing wall. The wall is covered with white napkins and cloth with wishes on them. The ...
... whilst that may not sound a lot –uploading photos is very slow. I do the blog in a word document and then just copy and paste to save time but there is no short-cut to the photos. With regards to the photos, it is sometimes hard to decide which ones to pick out of the 1000's and yes with 2 cameras constantly clicking there are 1000’s! I am certainly not choosing those that are photographically the best – I figure you can look at coffee table books to see ...
... to do. Piraeus is not exactly a port city that you want to hang out in for 7 hours. Spetses is an island very close to the coast and a few hours drive from Athens. We used to do the drive with my aunt when I was a child and the boats were much slower than the current high speed hydrofoils. We consulted with a few cab drivers and negotiated a price that was not much more than our ferry tickets would have been. Dan wisely ...
... I spoke to or about Joel I had to call him Sir Sexy Swish.
After a BBQ dinner and a strong cocktail at happy hour I thought it was wise to verse Joel in a game of double or nothing. Boy was I wrong, and lost, dismally in front of the whole tour group. On top of that I now had to say KA-REEEEEMMMMM, loudly, every time Joel entered an area. It just kept getting better and better!
After the embarrassing loss our group got started on a game of ...
... in Izmir would have been relatively uneventful had it not been for the suave taxi driver, dressed in a light grey houndstooth sports jacket and almost frighteningly bushy moustache, who cut us a good deal on a ride to our hotel. He sped through the city like a getaway driver, chuckling and chatting in a mixture of English and German, with the car boot slightly ajar after he had failed to squeeze our three rucksacks fully into it. Consequently, I spent most of the journey ...
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Fitness/Health center
- Free parking