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Today - Sunday - is my last day in Lechovo. It was a long day. Church began at 7:15 a.m. and finished at 10:45 a.m. I'll spare you the details. Suffice to know that my role during the Divine Liturgy was maximized as the rubrics permitted.
After another wonderful lunch and needed nap, I was given a private tour of Lechovo’s museum by the mayor and vice-regent of the "county." It’s a collection of local artifacts ...
... where "a Pappas" returned to his rightful place and serve the village. It was a moving moment and it even wasn’t 7:00 a.m. yet.
The priest, bubbly as before, embraced me with another warm welcome. We discuss “rubric strategy” on how the service is to be conducted. He provides me a place in honor at the altar and the service begins and lasts for hours. More on this later. At the conclusion of the service, the priest introduces me to ...
... to see this is the more poorer part of Greece. The buildings and streets are rather run down and the whole area is full of noisy teenagers and their done up boy racer cars with loud exhausts but still its nice.
Tomorrow I plan to head into Macedonia and see what the town of Debar is like and perhaps stay over there. Its not too far and is right on the border to Albania and as tomorrow is due to be nice and wet I'm quite happy its not going to be a long day.
And that's it for ...
... footbridge. The Panagias Porfiras Monastery at the farther end was closed by a chain, but Frances had no trouble getting in, while I hid in the weeds and then joined her inside. Not well preserved, but atmospheric and worth breaking into.
Heading on toward Psarades, the stand of ancient junipers at the top of the hill was worth a stop. Psarades was the only spot that managed to feel touristy, even without tourists. Several local gentlemen vied to take us onto ...
... It was probably the better part of 40M to get to the Hotel Mikola. I am sure Ms Posh Nosh will complain we were told 1600 and arrived an hour later. Locals were having picnics as Esa worried about tight squeezes with downbound traffic.
Our passports were not needed. Paul got in reception and promptly dropped a bottle of wine on the floor. It had a nice nose. I went to the bus to get Esa re check-in. He was busy loading the fridge with water bottles. Space ...