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 Comments on “GOING HIGHER

  1. I loved being in Greece, thanks for bringing back the memories. Now all you need is some good bread for your goat cheese and honey.

  2. One word…Perfection….

    No matter how old our off spring are we always refer to them as our children…my eldest child is 60

  3. These pictures are so beautiful. I love the abstracts of the rocks and sky. It feels dry and crisp and hot all at the same time.

  4. You can have the climbing but I’ll come along to get the cheese, honey and kebabs . . . ๐Ÿ™‚ !

  5. That little corner of “The Med” sure is ticking all the boxes. Wonderful. Laura

  6. Mmmm, home made flatbreads topped with mild fresh feta and drizzled with honey, figs and thyme, and baked in a clay oven… Not only are you in the Cradle of the Gods, you’re sharing their food too!

  7. Iโ€™m so glad youโ€™re enjoying the best side of Greece, Celi! You seem to have picked a beautiful spot. Of which there are many, I hasten to add. Greek Island life…bliss

  8. Ahhh ~~~ Greece!!! Such an idyllic area on this earth!!! Enjoy ~~ enjoy for me ~~ nothing like a Greek salad!!!

  9. It all looks so wonderful. I love small family restaurants, little gems.

  10. Boy, that cheese couldn’t get much more “Local”, could it? Feta cheese, olives & Thyme honey? Wow, all you need now is a loaf of something crusty and you’re good to go: ) (Sounds SO good!!)

  11. Small hole-in-the-wall cafes are often a treasure find. We seek them out.

    I didn’t know you were a climber. Good for you.

  12. Ah, the memories. Such an idyllic place. So glad you all are relaxing and enjoying.

      • They will have been cured traditionally, over time, as opposed to adding chemicals to speed up the process …and of course there are some excellent Greek varieties that might never leave the islands.

  13. 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. ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks for taking us along. I’m an armchair traveler these days.

  14. 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! ๐Ÿ™‚
    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

  15. 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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