GOING HIGHER

After my lazy morning of reading by the pool we decided to go for a climb before lunch. The walls are, after all, pretty close.

Above is looking up to where we will climb, from the point of view of the terrace and below is the view from a wall called Laertes.

The children scrambled up the walls like cheerful yet careful goats.

Then it was off to the beach for a dip before cleaning up for dinner.

Following the recommendation of a 76 year old climber from New York we drove into the hills to look for a tiny outdoor restaurant on a bend. We did find it but first we found a cheese lady.

She had a stand set up on the side of the road and was selling fresh cheeses and olives.

Amazing.

She had the BEST feta! And bought too much. But it will be no problem to add it to every meal for the rest of the week.

We also found another lady with a stand on the side of the road selling local thyme honey. So we are all set.

Our little restaurant was a delight.

I had kebab with local lamb from just over the hill – there were also pork kebabs that were wonderful but no the man said – not local – the pork was from Kos. ( sounded local enough to me).

Later, as we sat in the dying light drinking and talking with the proprietor, I watched the cheese lady load her wares into a wheel barrow place her chair upside down on the top of her load and proceed back up the hill, disappearing into the trees in moments.

Last night I had a very good sleep.

The weather continues to be sunny and warm. Perfect Greek weather.

Love Celi

61 responses to “GOING HIGHER”

  1. I agree with Kate’s comments. I’m all about the food too when I travel. Scaling the side of the hills would NOT be on my list to do but it looks like someone is enjoying it. Now, sitting on the beach with a good book, I could be sold on that. 🙂 Thanks for taking us along. I’m an armchair traveler these days.

  2. what a splendid post- and I am soooooooo envious and also hungry now for that cheese! Enjjoy!

  3. Oh yum…that plate of fresh, local food just looks beautiful…as only fresh, local food can, no matter where you are! I’m wondering…were those olives crisp and vinegary or soft and buttery? We cure our own olives too but I never thought to sell them! Maybe we should! 🙂
    so glad you’re having a gorgeous time in Greece!

    • Yes. It is not like Kate is describing though. These places are very very country. Tarps strung up
      Between trees and old fashioned wood fires burned down to cook. Probably in the big cities we could eat like that. Still have not found any goat on any menus though we are surrounded in wandering goats – lots of pork though

  4. oh my, I’m about to leave for dinner out, I may have to have a snack before I go, all this talk of food has my stomach growling! My three oldest steps are only 11, 12 and 13 yrs younger than me but I still refer to them as ‘the kids’.

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