29th July
Chalk and clay, astounding eroded rock formations. No campsite here at all, but free camping on the beach. Very much quieter here than the other islands, and we are having to practise our Greek. Continue reading
Chalk and clay, astounding eroded rock formations. No campsite here at all, but free camping on the beach. Very much quieter here than the other islands, and we are having to practise our Greek. Continue reading
Da, doo, da, donk, donk, donkey,
Da, doo, da, donk, donk, donkey,
Da, doo, da, donk, donk, donkey,
Unda da olive tree Continue reading
The campsite is big and commercial, tents packed close together. There’s a swimming pool — the kids would spend the whole time there if we didn’t drag them out to the beach! It’s much too hot to sleep in the tent, so Callum and I sleep on the beach under a tamarisk tree, blasted by sand blown by the meltemi (the hot seasonal wind). Continue reading
A busy campsite, but very relaxed atmosphere. People sitting playing chess and backgammon, 1970s rock music playing in the cafe, five minutes to the (swimming costumes definitely optional) beach. Continue reading
…and last night I couldn’t sleep…
Callum and Chris slept on the beach here on Serifos last night cos it was so hot in the tent, even with both doors open, and I slept in the hot tent cos it was so windy down on the beach!! Callum slept until 8.30 even whilst wild sandstorms raged about him. The elements are certainly challenging, and makes us think yet more about climate change and the urgent need to act quickly to avoid yet more wild windy heat that makes cultivation impossible. Continue reading
When I first talked to our friend Rachael about our journey a few months ago, she described it as a “sacrificial” action. Rather an interesting choice of words, I thought. “Sacrifice” these days tends to have unfortunate connotations of ostentatious self-deprivation, or empty ritual. Continue reading
!1. The icy cream is YYYUUUMMMYYY!!! and it comes
in lots of different flavours* ** Continue reading
We docked at Patras on time, found the station and within no time were tucking into fresh greek bread, feta, olives and tomatoes from the local shop, and a freddo (iced espresso — this season’s trendiest drink!) A well earned decent feast — food on the ferry was a bit sparce due to the pricey food on board and the lack of shops to purchase anything other than souvenirs in Venice, and shops being shut in Ancona (Sunday) — but we enjoyed our stale bread and jam and felt like real travellers! Continue reading
On the ferry to Paros and Athena and Callum are eatiung bread and playing the Callum/Athena express.
Two days into our Greek Odyssey and we have packed in so much already.
So we’re now out in the Adriatic, having staked out our spot on the deck beside a young Swiss couple travelling overland to Istanbul and a French family with 2 young kids. The Swiss couple are travelling with a large lily – a birthday present from him to her! They give us Swiss chocolate as they disembark at Igumenitsa for being good neighbours. Continue reading