Mediterranean Beach Resort Hotel
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- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... later and still nothing in sight. We knew we were headed in the right direction, north, so continued till we found another touristy place at the side of the road. “Oh, you are on the right road, but it’s a little further north, about five or six kilometers.”
Well, at least we weren’t lost…. Yet! And finally a sign we could actually read. In English, not in the Greek script, with an arrow pointing straight ...
... wash it off under some running sulphur smelling water. Gayle was tempted to do it till a group of four men turned up and decided that she did not need an audience.
So it was back to the beach to our spot for the night and a swim in good old salt water, and lovely it was too. A nice surprise was to meet again our German neighbours from two nights prior. ...
went to Archaeological site. Saw temple of Hera. Zeus. Athlete training grounds and athlete hangout. Visited stadium where first Olympic Games took place. Stood on marble start line and took off to race. Soaked up the spirit of the Olympic champions.
Dis is some shopping in Olympia and had lunch. Spanokapita ouzo. Gyros and Greek pizza
on return train was offered wine tasting from local winery
... the many people who sought out the free wi-fi. This is now a business in its own right due to the high internet costs on cruise ships (via satellite only) averaging 40c per minute. Mary Ann and I settled for cappuccino and a beer, plus over an hours worth of internet time. That is how yesterdays huge file was transmitted. One cafe which specialised for crew members was packed - Philippinos catching-up on Skype. Finally able to relax for a couple of hours dockside. Lots of ...
... The swim was preceded by a short walk along the beach, a foray into some of the boutique shops and a glass of cold lemonade at a beachside café. Philip and I were enjoying cooling down under the shade, and idly chatting with a Welsh couple doing the same thing, when an old Holden came burning up and out jumped a couple of young Greeks.
They each had a musical instrument, an oud (I think) and a drum, and they came straight to our table and ...