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... peninsula, following the path to a shrine on the top.
The walk back up wasn't exactly easy going, especially with all the eating and drinking we'd been doing.
Thoroughly exhausted and wind swept, we clambered to the top, climbed into the Peugeot and went home to pack.
For our last meal we decided to return to Salto for a third time. This time Me and Dad opted for Fillet Steaks with truffle oil and roast potatoes, and my Mum had the lamb rack ...
... pastry chefs. Ha!
We returned to the apartment for the now routine siaesta, then head out late for dinner.
We returned to Anthos for the second time. This time around, I went for pain fried salmon with a martini sauce.The sauce was interesting, bitter but not unpleasant and it complimented the rich salmon nice. I was nice to eat fish and vegetables, Greek food tends to be very meat based, I'm not ...
... penne pasta) and meatballs with potatoes. This turned out to be very ambitious for lunch, but the food was tasty and comforting.
We split up as my Mum went to get her hair cut. Dad and I went to find a museum, but ended up finding beer instead. We sat in a cafe over looking the castle walls and enjoyed the peace and quiet.
We must've have been adapting to the Mediterranean way of life, as ...
... dispersed with the crowd and were driven back home by the rain.
After a few hours of lounging around doing nothing much, we decided British weather called for British food, so we set off to a British expat haunt named Sally's in Ipsos. Arriving just as the sky opened up, we found the place was convincingly British, complete with a pool table, a darts board and smokey bar full of tattooed men drinking from cans. My parents ...
... been slow cooked to point where the fat melted, and the meat became soft and sticky. The mushroom stifado was also a high point, flavoursome and surprisingly meaty.
The host was one of the only other people drinking alcohol. His obviously recognised use as kindred souls and proceeded to ply us with free drinks. We sampled his homemade Jaeger, tsipouro and ouzo, saying 'Yamas' each time. Eventually he was chastised away by his wife, and he ...