Farewell to Faliraki- not goodbye
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Time in Faliraki and at Hercules hotel was running out.
We decided to spend a whole day at Victoria House /Inn/Hotel. Whatever you wish to call it. Victoria is the last hotel on the southern coast line of Faliraki, before the cliff path takes you around the mountain to the naturalist beach area.
Phil had a coffee with Tony, read the paper,( English Daily Mail printed in Greece) up on the hotel deck while I lounged with my book on the beach at the edge of the water, not 20 metres away.
Had a gloroius swim in the Aegean ocean, and then went up for lunch to the Victoria taverna.
Victoria has a fresh fish selection that you can view. Your choice goes on a charcoal wood burner. But my choice for lunch was greek salad, cheesy garlic bread and olives.
That evening saw us back at Mario's for a second meal as their food had been excellent one night before. We were treated to a Zorba dance by the traditionally dressed waiter. He was amusing!
Mario's Taverna is very popular, also quite central and close to the harbour. They serve a lot of fresh fish too. They cater for large parties, and even had a wedding reception there one evening.
Our last evening we spent at Victoria, Phil had a fresh Mediteranean Sea Bass. We said our
Before I stop reminising I have a story to tell about Perdo, the seven and a half year old parrot we met on our first evening. Cavos / Kaboe taverna was by far my favourite. One evening as we walked home we popped in for a night cap and Pedro was very quiet.
He began to flap- his wings and talk really loudly all of a sudden. I asked the son of the owner, "Does he do that to get attention?"
"No, he was calling me to look, as he recognised a dog he knew walking passed with his owner. He said Pedro, Hello, Hello, Rhodos, Rhodos! The dog's name is Rhodos."
He also told us that Pedro will probably outlive them all; he is like a brother to him in the family. When they sit down at home around the table with their food. He starts to call out, first softly then louder; Pedro? Pedro? PEDRO? until they give him a chunk of bread with oil or something on it.
Last day spent at the pool I had a traditional dish Stifado and boiled potatoes. It was teriffic.
We said goodbye to Despina, the chef and left for Rhodes airport, after promising to return as soon as we could.
Afterall, we still have to see Rhodes, The butterflies and Lindos! We left a little for next time!!
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