The Rhodes to Discovery

Trip Start Nov 05, 2010
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Trip End Mar 27, 2013


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Flag of Greece  , Dodecanese,
Saturday, May 19, 2012

Taking a ferry to Rhodes was an pleasant affair. The ride was so smooth we did not even notice when we started to sail. One uninhabited island followed another till we saw a large castle. That was it, the medieval city where we wanted to be. One incident worth noting happened when everyone rushed off. Dasha found a blue bag on the floor with a heap of fifty euro bills. She remembered who it belonged to and we rushed out hoping to catch that person. Luckily for her, she was standing at the hallway, frantically looking in her bags. Sasha asked a few questions in Russian just to make sure we are returning the money to the right person - and you won't believe how surprised she was to get it back!

When stepping off the pier Sasha and Dasha needed to find their accommodation. We did not have a map of the town but a hardware store owner was very nice to us. He wrote on a piece of paper and even drew a map that was easy to follow through a maze of medieval streets. It felt like Venice or Bruges. When arriving at the hotel we realized that we can only afford to stay one night only - and that was the cheapest accommodation around. 

After checking in we walked out of the walled city to the modern outer town. Sasha wanted to see the sight of the Colossus. Surprisingly, it was unmarked. We walked along long piers to the edge. The sun was blazing hot and Dasha stayed in the shade of the rocks to feed some stray kittens. When Sasha approached the end he realized how enormous the colossus must have been. The other pier seemed so far away!

The old town of Rhodes resembled other walled European cities. It had a maze of narrow alleys where we got lost every time. Unfortunately, the number of tourists and shops selling touristy merchandise was overwhelming. With so many knick knacks you can't even see the buildings. Every restaurant tried to lure us in. Greek was hardly spoken around. Sasha felt like he is back in Russia. We did what we did well previously in Phuket and Goa, eavesdropped after a tour group to learn about the site. Dasha was happy to be with an undercover Russian!

That day we bought ferry tickets to the mainland, where we felt more comfortable. Greece is a nice place to be but it was Dasha's second time. And six days was enough for Sasha to get a taste of it without tasting any lamb, at least intentionally. 

Back to Turkey!
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