The day began with a call to the front desk for our breakfast. Almost instantly a menu was delivered. One from column A, one from column B? I think not! Multiple choices allowed. Well hey! Pig out time!
This was followed by a trip to the biggest grocery store. Google seems to overestimate all times or perhaps it’s erring on the side of steep hill climbs?Fortunately going was indeed less time but with the return trip – the equivalent of scaling a small building – things averaged out, not counting the groceries plus three bottles of wine!
This required at least an hour of relaxation before another trip down the lunatic girly chat – okay really spell check? “Lunatic girly chat” for mountain?
We decided to eat inland so we wouldn’t have to mortgage our houses to eat and we definitely wanted Greek food. It wasn’t hard to find what we wanted although it was planted between an omelette shop and a hamburger joint. Spinach pie for me and souvlaki for Don, both delicious although the meat was deemed tough by the resident expert.
Let me just say the Greeks have it all over the French when it comes to fried potatoes and were pleasantly surprised to find the entire bill even with 4 large beers less than our 2 drinks from the previous night.
The price of a scenic view!
Enjoying the guest posts, but I’d love to see photos!