Mykali Bay Pithagórion

... that it was the elderly man in the black fedora(of course!). Well, no way I was missing this photo op. I worked my way right through about six rows of secret service, smiling and apologizing and holding my camera in front of me. I got about 10 feet from him, no-one between us, and took about three good pictures. Then I hopped three rope fences to follow his entourage down to his car. Nobody stopped me. Nobody checked me. They didn't even sick the rottweiler guard ...

... two-lane country road with orange groves on either side quickly turned narrow and curvy as it begun ascending the mountain. I elected not to think about how this was the third time I had
ever driven a moped. After the exhilarating ride up I arrived at the small town and parked my bike. The town was packed with tourists and dotted with stores that sold wine, soaps, olive oils, etc.
Sirince had an old name that translated to "ugly ...

... He spoke all through the tour about the extensive history of the place with pride and passion.

The ruins are buried under layers of earth and this process whereby a thriving community gets lost over centuries by being interred is a mystery to us really. The quality of the stonework at Ephesus mirrored that we had seen in Greece and the expertise of the stone workers astonished us. Also the extent of the complex with its way down to what used to be the Aegean Sea until ...

... couples because apparently we don't look like we have much money to spend on carpets. They were right of course and we were able to slip by the merchants and out into the street. I couldn't find a patch for my backpack so instead of being hassled to buy something, we spent the afternoon on the beach.
(Whitney)

Ephesus was amazing. Usually, I am not really one for history, but this site was so intact it was easy to imagine ...

... it fell into the sea, breaking into five pieces. But the icon managed to return back to Samos where the Samians found it on the beach and returned it to the chapel.



It is also thought that the cave was a place of refuge for Pythagoras.




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A spot that should not be missed by visitors who come to the island.

It is impressive and the view panoramic.

... in among the yottie playground of the Samos Sea and the Dodecanese. Within half an hour of arriving on the South coast we saw more yachts at sea than we had seen in all our journeys in the North put together. We arrived back at Samos Marina where were greeted by the marineros, shown to our mooring and they were on hand to assist us tie up. That evening, after a quiet beer in town we had the luxury of unlimited water from the hot showers after months of having to ...

... that there were certainly more than 7 people sleeping at any of the church services I attended. The story goes that John had 7 followers who went out after his death to share the good news. They were persecuted by the government and at one point were being chased by soldiers. They ran into a cave and hid. The soldiers could not find them so they put a large rock at the entrance of the cave and left them to die. They fell asleep and awoke ...

... hostess and even managed to painlessly remove about 35 euros from us for various overpriced trinkets - a real professional! On Tuesday we drifted, in light airs, towards Marathos, a small but beautiful island with 3 Tavernas, 2 pensiones, a dozen human residents and innumerable goats who seem to take a sadistic pleasure in ringing their bells at the most inopportune moments. They offer free moorings in an idyllic bay. The memory of our excellent meal on the ...

... no matter where we were at, could have been in the middle of no where, cell reception is unbelievably good. I mean, in places we were nowhere close to any businesses or residences and I'm getting 4 bars. Meanwhile, I'm sitting in Montebello playing DB poker with my buddies and I can't get a bar to save my life. Anyways, I digress. We met our guide, a well educated Turk who towered over us at about 6'4". While Jill had arranged for us to get shuttled around in a ...

... accoustics really would have resonated around the huge space before amplification existed, a casually dressed guy strolled into the middle of the stage and started singing 'O Sole Mio' (just one cornetto) in a full on, perfectly projected soprano voice!!! He was clearly in his element, and had no doubt been wanting to do it for some time. We heard him loud and clear from the top and ...