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... pride. A shoemaker’s tools stood alongside a yarn weaver next to a 1620 icon of the Virgin Mary next to church books from 1790 next to an 1835 chalice next to an undated stone field marker next to pistols & rifles used to fight the Ottomans. No rhyme or reason but wonderful.
We then proceeded to their public library. Rather, it’s a collection of donated books: an outdated set of Britannica encyclopedia & ...
... 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 ...
... well kept.
I stopped at one of these churches way out in the middle of nowhere and it was really beautifully kept and the artwork inside was fantastic.
Onwards I head and the road simply just keep getting better and better. The sandstone cliffs and cuttings were amassing.
This road is now so quiet that I am beginning to wonder if I am even on the correct road. On my map it shows as a main road but in all 80km or so I have passed less than 10 ...
... 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 ...