Korinthos to Lampiri
Trip Start
Apr 01, 2008
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Trip End
Sep 23, 2008
I was planning to make it to Patras (about 140 Km from the camping site) but ended up stopping just 20 Km east of the city. The ride went from a little dreary to magnificent, then just a little problematic at the end. In the end, I'd definitely recommend the rout, which is probably skipped by most travelers, for its magnificent parts. This is especially true for any one on a bike. The coastal road passes through many little villages which are spread out, usually in a thin line, across the beach.
Some of these villages are more modern and westernized; others seem more simple and scruffy. These simple, coastal villages, with the rundown houses and the eroded wood entrances were the most beautiful. Many of these houses literally had the sea for a front yard, sometimes with a boat parked beside it. Wide terraces, gardens and hanging grape vines were also to be found. And the people! They seemed so relaxed and easy going, wobbling back and forth from the beach; Here a women cutting open a fish, washing it out in the waves and there a few kids jumping of a seaside rock
It was getting very hot though, and at around 14:00 I started scanning the road for some shade. I found a deserted wooden terrace, hanging over the water, and laid there for a few minutes, taking in the cool breeze. I then walked over the nearby restaurant where three friends were sitting around the table, eating, drinking and having a loud conversation. Two minutes later I found myself sipping perfectly chilled beer and eating some yummy Greek something-or-other with them (turned out that one of them owned the restaurant and he invited me in, filling my class constantly and serving me "on the house" Greek meatballs). They didn't speak any English, I didn't know any Greek - but it was OK, we understood each other. The surprise lunch break and the cold beer definitely hit the spot. I was now rejuvenated, ready to continue riding back towards Patras. It takes time to acquire a liking for a place and even longer to fall in love with it; Today I think I took a few steps in that direction.
At about 19:00 O'clock I stopped at the camping site near Lampiri, about 20 Km east of Patras.
Some of these villages are more modern and westernized; others seem more simple and scruffy. These simple, coastal villages, with the rundown houses and the eroded wood entrances were the most beautiful. Many of these houses literally had the sea for a front yard, sometimes with a boat parked beside it. Wide terraces, gardens and hanging grape vines were also to be found. And the people! They seemed so relaxed and easy going, wobbling back and forth from the beach; Here a women cutting open a fish, washing it out in the waves and there a few kids jumping of a seaside rock
On the wat to Lampiri
. It was getting very hot though, and at around 14:00 I started scanning the road for some shade. I found a deserted wooden terrace, hanging over the water, and laid there for a few minutes, taking in the cool breeze. I then walked over the nearby restaurant where three friends were sitting around the table, eating, drinking and having a loud conversation. Two minutes later I found myself sipping perfectly chilled beer and eating some yummy Greek something-or-other with them (turned out that one of them owned the restaurant and he invited me in, filling my class constantly and serving me "on the house" Greek meatballs). They didn't speak any English, I didn't know any Greek - but it was OK, we understood each other. The surprise lunch break and the cold beer definitely hit the spot. I was now rejuvenated, ready to continue riding back towards Patras. It takes time to acquire a liking for a place and even longer to fall in love with it; Today I think I took a few steps in that direction.
At about 19:00 O'clock I stopped at the camping site near Lampiri, about 20 Km east of Patras.


Comments
like being there
entries 23 and 24 are magnificent--almost like being there.