1018-1024: A Funny (Odd) Waiting Sort of Time

1018 – Sunday 18th March:  Rain Here and There

I’ve had rain showers here and James has serious rain in Antibes pretty much all day.  I walked into the town.  The main part is mostly holiday 3-5 story blocks and cafes.  There is a small harbour, but not worth visiting.  The beach area is a great overnighter with the beach bar / restaurant.  Close to Piraeus and on a tram to Athens centre.  My lunch today was fish soup.  Why did the waiter look confused when I ordered a half litre of wine … was there a second person joining me?  No, I’m just an old soak!

I haven’t any prawns but I think my supper will be a chicken Saganaki!

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James’ raining Sunday in Nice with Jade … a massive indoor play area.

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My beach location for two nights and the beach restaurant. 

1019 – Monday 19th March:  The Traveller Returns

I moved location to access a public toilet … motorhomers will know why.  I also did all the cleaning ready for the traveller to return.  Whilst I was at it, a solo English lady with her cat pulled up behind me.  She was off to Crete tonight, so hopefully we’ll bump into her again.  She was driving an older small Peugot van conversion… compact, but she had everything she needed on board, except a shower.  She’d used the ones in the marina, but they were cold … decision made for me, I don’t do cold showers, even lukewarm.  I’ll shower in Jez.  When on campsites, I usually volunteer James to ‘test’ the showers before I use them … reckon he is used to cold showers from boarding school days.

J’s flight was a little late so we did not get back to our parking until gone 7.00 and decided to eat at a nearby bar.  They had moussaka on the menu, but it was still cold inside and wine was EUR 4.50 per small glass … definitely the worst meal we’ve had in Greece.  Or anywhere for a very long time.

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There’s an English shop in Antibes and J happened to mention that I like white chocolate.  Thank you Sarah.  🙂

1020 – Tuesday 20th March:  Hanging Around

With our crossing tomorrow evening and waiting to hear if the rear air suspension parts had arrived, we elected to stay put.  A run, a walk and some shopping.

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Watching for me to come out of the shop … much to the amusement of locals.

1021 – Wednesday 21st March:  Air and Water

We had to pick up our Crete crossing tickets before 6.00, and given there was a chance of the rear air suspension being done (twice daily conversations with Adria Athens for the last 5 days), we went into Piraeus early to pick them up.  No parking nearby the offices, we found a nearby Lidl and J slowly shopped, whilst I route marched to the Anek office.

Phone call to Adria … yes … come now.  We arrived and asked what time it would be finished … 3-4.00.  Great, as you know our crossing is tonight at 9.00.  We walked the dogs, had a coffee and wandered back to sit outside Adria with knitting, iPads etc.  I poked my head around the garage doors and came back to J to suggest it did not look as if it was going well.  The mechanics  and boss were all studying the instruction manual with a puzzled air.  As our English speaking contact walked past, we asked how it was going … not well.  Last time they’d fitted rear air suspension, they’d had the van 3 days.  Could we delay our crossing and book into a hotel?  Er, no.  You’d told us it would be no more than a day’s work.  Options:  they put everything back to how it was so we catch our ferry OR they put us up in a hotel (with the dogs!) and contact Anek to see if they can change the crossing.  We we went for option A.  We are all booked in again on 29th May when we are back from Crete.  Actually I will be in the UK, so J will have a boring day hanging around.  If it runs into the next day, J can sleep in Jez.  They will take the guard dog home with them so J does not get savaged overnight.  And if it takes longer, well my flight doesn’t land till late on 31st!  Plenty of contingency time!!!!  We have every faith in them!!!

So we caught our ferry.  Impressed with Anek over Minoan(who we used from Italy to Greece).  Less chaotic loading of trucks, some being turned around on board and others reversing up ramps etc.  The trucks and loads were parked with wafer thin precision.  We were greeted on board and shown to our cabin … the member of staff even carried my shopping bag with night stuff (don’t have a suite case on board!).  The cabin was larger and smarter.  Less airless and very comfortable beds.  Just a shame the crossing in the small hours was a bit rough.

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Does this look like the drawing???

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Skilled loading.  Another ship being loaded right nextdoor, but they all seem to know where they’re going. 

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Kings at their Kongs in our cabin.

1022 – Thursday 22nd March:  Laundry Stop in Crete

J nobly walked the dogs despite the pitch and roll of the boat … he had to hold on to the sides.  My balance is rubbish; I’d have been man over board!  As we docked, we were ushered immediately to the vehicle deck as we had the dogs.  However, with the precision parking there was no way we could get between the lorries to reach Jez, so we stood to the side and watched cabs reverse up the ramp to pull off trailers and motorbikes wiggle their way forward to get off quickly.  

We headed for a beach parking, walked the dogs and got a few hours shut eye.  The winds seemed to pick up even more and we had to move Jez a bit closer to the road as he was getting a sand blasting.  In fact, the sand was coming through the windows.  At a respectable time, late morning, we headed to Camping Creta.  Slight difficulty finding the entrance; the sign was on its back inside the closed gate.  But the welcome from the staff … so warm and brilliant English.  

We’d found a pitch right next to a tap.  The twin tub got a hammering:  bedding, towels, 3 pairs of jeans etc.   This was why we’d elected to find a campsite on arrival in Crete … the blue Ikea bag that serves as the dirty laundry bag was over flowing.  A slight issue with the washing plan was that the wind was now bringing sand from the Sahara.  J googled, this was not a Mistral but a Sirrocco, as this carries sand.  No point haningin it out to dry … it’d all have been Orange.  Do you remember the Orange mobile phone campaign … the world is turning orange?  Well it did here.  A really strange light quality, slightly dark, almost misty and very orange.

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Our first ice cream in Crete, before the work back at the campsite began … see the strange light …

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… that became this.  The campsite owner said he’d never seen it as bad as this. 

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Never seen ‘dust’ as one of the weather categories.

1023 – Friday 23rd March:  Dust Removal Inside

Our one planned campsite night became two.  We hung all the laundry our to dry.  And discovered that the orange dust had got into EVERY nook and cranny in Jez.  So today became a major spring clean for Jez inside … all the cupboards, floor wells and garage.  The coastline around here is NOT attractive, we’d been warned, but it is actually worse than we’d expected.  If you are thinking of coming to Crete avoid this area!  But the campsite is serving a very useful purpose.

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Bonus Jade Pic. 🙂

 1024 – Saturday 24th March:  More Dust Removal

Another night at the campsite enforced.  The outside of Jez has now been purged of the dust.  And I did another load of laundry … all the cleaning clothes.  we are treating ourselves to a meal cooked by Mama on the campsite tonight.    And since, we get one free night on the campsite as we’ve paid for 3, we’ll stay tomorrow too.  BUT OUR HOLIDAY TO CRETE WILL BEGIN.  We shall visit the archaeological museum in Iraklio and go to Knossos ancient site.

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My TomTom GPS watch is telling me this so it must be true.  Based on it knocking 23 years off my age and that English female life expectancy is 81 … I’ll live till I’m 104.  

1013-1018: Snow in Antibes and Sun in Sounio

1013 – Tuesday 13th March 2015:  Coast to Lake

We reluctantly left Monemvasia; a really lovely place.  As we’d stayed 3 instead of 1 nights, we had no time to continue exploring this peninsular.  James has a flight on Thursday to Nice to visit one of his daughters and family and we have to stop in Corinth to pick up Corrie’s Pet Passport.  The young lad at Athens Adria had told us about a lake not too far from Corinth, so we headed there.  

It was a stunning drive up through hills to Lake Doksa.  The lake itself was pretty enough but two factors meant we won’t go back.  The whole place was infested with processionally caterpillar pods.  I took the dogs for a lead walk around the lake, only to be followed by some old codger in a battered old car.  He followed at distance, but kept flashing his lights at me.  Thankfully, that was all he flashed.  Fortunately I had a phone signal, so James walked fast to meet me.   It was super quiet at night.

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Sunrise from our Monemvasia Parking…

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We had climbed and climbed and then through a pass, cut out in the rocks and then the view opened up to the valley below.

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Our parking on Lake Doksa.  45 minutes to walk around, slightly faster if you get a wiggle on, as being followed!

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Back up nearly level with the snow.  The heating came on for the first time in quite a while.

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From tugging at Oscar’s stick, Corrie is now chasing him for it …

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… He’s getting a lot more exercise!

1014 – Wednesday 14th March:  Leaving the Peloponnese

We had another pretty mountain drive down and then through Nemea … worth coming back to as we spotted signs for wine routes and lots of wineries that we could visit for sampling and purchases.  Into Corinth for the Vet … Pet Passport and microchip registered for no additional charge … a gift, with a smile and a very firm long farewell hand shake.  Rather than come back to this vet for the rabies blood tests, which will take about a month to come back from the Government laboratory, we will try to get this done in Crete.

We headed onto Athens, as we wanted to be near the airport.  I was driving and discovered that the Colin Co-Pilot had taken us through the centre of Athens!  I had to wake J to help with the navigation, as I was too busy spotting cars, pedestrians and buzzing motorbikes.  I don’t suppose many motorhomes have been through the equivalent of Parliament Square in London … but actually it was fine. 

We stopped at a lovely beach front in Ag Marina.  Pretty sure I’ll come back here.

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Lake Stimfalia on our route towards Athens.

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Ag Marina.  Beach restaurant for a glass whilst we watched a flotilla of tinies (boats and kids).


1015 – Thursday 15th March:  J to Antibes and K to Porto Rafti

Leisurely start and then I dropped J at the airport.  I then went onto Porto Rafti, which we’ve visited before.  

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I took a walk along the coast and found a lovely small beach.

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How’s that for a bonnie baby?

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My evening view.


1016 – Friday 16th March:  South to Sounio

My plan for my solo weekend is to explore the peninsular SE of Athens. The Temple of Poseidon in Sounio being at the point.  En route I planned to Lavrio, which had been a major mining town, including silver, and a port.  However, the museum I had wanted to visit was shut and although driving through the town, it looked quite smart, I didn’t fancy a coffee.  Being ‘towed’ by two dogs through the town did not appeal, so I continued south to the Temple.

This was the first time we’ve left dogs home alone.  I came back after a speedy 35min tour of the Temple and no sign of the dogs.  Usually Oscar is on the dashboard. I crept up and peered through the window.  Both were sat facing each other as if in conversation!  No damage 🙂

I drove down to a parking by a couple of restaurants.  The one I intended using had coach party of late teens deposited inside … change of plan … into the other one. Having checked with the lovely waitress that I was OK to stay overnight, I ordered wine and a Shrimp Saganki … absolutely delicious and I was not charged for the water or the coffee.  And I sat right by the water’s edge looking up to the Temple.  Perfectly romantic, except for one thing … James was not with me.

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Temple of Poseidon.  Right at the edge of a cliff.  Little else remains of the fortifications and habitation, but it is very striking.

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These ground birds were making a complete racket … no idea what though.

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My overnight with the Temple looking benignly on.  My super lunch was in the restaurant on the water’s edge.

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All lit up at night time…. taken with my phone.

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Afternoon walk along the coast.  Nothing like as spectacular as the Peloponnese coast.

1017 – Saturday 16th March:  Sun and Snow

I had intended to stay somewhere along the coast … but it really is not appealing.  The road quickly became dual carriageway with pedestrian underpasses from hotel complexes to the private beaches.  Very built up and it must be hideous in high season. So I kept going and ended up back at Ag Marina. I’ll stay put for 2 nights.  

I had lunch in the beach restaurant … second Shrimp Saganki in 2 days!  Not as good as yesterdays.  I also managed to do some hand washing … not something I would normally do, but there is no where to replenish my water supplies and the twin tub uses too much.  

James meanwhile was earning lots of grand-dad brownie points.  The family had driven up into the hills in search of snow.  Sarah said he had to be persuaded to get in the car to leave.

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What a big kid!  

 


1006-1012: Heading Down the Final FInger

1006 – Tuesday 6th March 2018:  Salanti to Drepano

Fantastic early sunshine – excellent running along the beautiful beachfront at Salanti and K took O with C for the first time running off lead.  Shall we stay here another night?   Hmmmm…no – we’ll go to campsite Triton ii at Drepano and get electricatified and laundrifryed….or summat like that!  Speaking of Frys – we’ve been listening to Stephan Fry talking about Greek Gods – talk about incest and debauchery!  Then there’s Hermaphrodite – merged man with woman – so he/she became both – with a ‘ballsgina’…. 

The campsite was excellent and at €20 per night is reasonable value – hedged pitch with water … twin tub set up for laundry …..bike maintenance – until I discovered my front wheel was a nut short of a shilling!  Bikes back into garage…..K swept all before her, including the garage floor.  Along came Sue and Pete in their van – they (like us) are semi looking for a house in the area – exchange of views.  Lovely hot showers and evening BBQ – first of the year and we missed the Webber Smokey Joe … a Cadac just ain’t the same. ….. Another day in ‘Pelopsadise’.   

 

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Salanti: We woke to a super sunny day … you just can’t beat the colour of the sea here.

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It got a bit congested whilst we had breakfast!

 1007 – Wednesday 7th March:  Viva Vivari

Running again –….. walk to Vivari for lunch – red mullet for K and enormous pork chop for moi – and vino. Manager introduced us to a local estate agent…..   a nip of wine in Drepano en return route to Jez.  Has this become a pub crawl?

We invited Sue and Pete for drinkies – lots in common…..rather boozy evening (day actually!) but lovely. Well, tomorrow is one of our ‘dry’ days…..

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Vivari is a stunning fishing village on the shores of Drepano Lake, which opens out to sea.

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1008 – Thursday 8th March:  Corinth to Nafplio

“Buona sera, signorina – buona sera – it’s time to say hello to Napflio…”  OK, the original song is about Napoli – but now relevant to Napflio. But first to Corinth where Corrie got her stitches out, micro chipped and rabies jab. Next week we will return for database entries as their computer systems were down…  New doggyfood  as our current supplies have all been eaten – by whom?  Yes, you guessed it…    

Parked on the harbour side in Napflio – several other motorhomes there.  Tried the nearest estate agent – closed.  Bike shop for wheel nuts – they need to check their store for the correctly threaded nut – we need to have a clockwise screw (is that in the Kama Sutra?)…..so you sit on a clock and…..(enough of that James! – the second hand might stick in your wotsit – ouch!).  

So – back to Napflio in the am to check the estate agent and bike shop – we’ll overnight on the harbour side –  tad windy but quite OK…….

1009 – Friday 9th March:  Nafplio to Kosmas

One non-Aged P has a birthday – Diane is getting younger!  Phone call to congratulate her…..  Back to estate agent for lots of helpful advice on buying…..bike shop had the correct ‘Rama Putra’ screw nut – and washers as well.  

Jezzed along another stunning coastline – lunch near Leonidi – and the inevitable tight mountain town streets.  Then along a superb gorge to Kosmas for overnightie – just above the town in one of our most secluded wild spots – we could have stayed in town near the church – but the ‘campanology’ might have awoken us (that’s a camping analogy for bellringing, I think…).  

Lovely wooded area for doggoperambulating…… 

 

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The pic doesn’t do the gorge justice.

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Kosmas:  When you van don’t go anymore, it’s useful life is not over.

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Our super quiet parking.

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My wooded walks.

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Watch out Oscar … Corrie is learning your stick game!

1010 – Saturday 10th March:  Lower Monemvasia Day 1

Today, the non-Aged Ps have an anniversary…..lots of wedded years – another phone call!   Drove to Monemvasia – Gibraltar rock of Greece.  Perfect beachside overnight parking – filled Jez with watering can from local tap – young teenagers helping and so polite – after their swimming. They cold showered on the beach – brrrrrrr…….!  

Post-luncheon walk to Lower Monemvasia – through carpets of wild flowers to the kooky town – and – wine. Sorry loads of pix as it was so beautiful and the Aged Ps had wanted to visit, but it was too far from where we stayed with them.

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View of the Peloponnese Rock of Gibraltar from our car park. 

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Looking back to our parking.

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I can’t express how lush and beautiful everywhere is … the wild flowers are just stunning.

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We followed the slightly overgrown flower meadow path to the Lower Town.

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Arriving.

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The terrace bar … it don’t get any better than this.

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You can just make out some of the ruins of the Upper Town on the cliff.

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1011 – Sunday 11th March:  Upper Monemvasia Day 2

Another home phone call – Mothering Sunday….

It is so hot – we walked in shorts, T-shirts and walking boots in 20+c sunshine.  Flower meadow again to Lower Town and then up to Upper Town. Church, fortress and water cisterns – back to Lower Town – for “fionn ban” – Amelia and the Gaeilgoiri will know this as white wine in Gaeilge. En route back to Jez – a bar called to us – a couple ‘for the road’ – well it was a long 400 litres – metres back home…..nanny nap.  Snacks, chocolate and crips had been our survival food today!

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The Church C12 is the only restored building up here.

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A petal amongst flowers.

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And another.

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Ancient church, ancient haman and young hubby!

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From the fortress.

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Finding some shade.

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1012 – Monday 12th March:  Monemvasia Cleaning Day 3

A fourth phone call home …. got into the daily habit after a birthday, anniversary and Monthering Sunday!

Jezkleaningday……how come we have millions of extra white doggyhairs?  Corrie!  Despite K’s a.m. routine being dogg tooth cleaning with chicken flavoured paste and brushing!  

Walking along the front and town – a glass of wine?  Perchance x2 (?)….. Some may say we’re a couple of ‘old soaks’ – definitely not!  Because we are not ‘old’, at all!!!  

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No babies here, unless they are correctly presented!






999-1005: Resuming the Eastern Finger

999 – Tuesday 27th February 2018:  Recovery Time
 
Visit to the lovely vat in Corinth again – for Corrie antibiotic and pain killer jabs – she’s recovering beautifully….  We bought 3 months of anti flea stuff for both doggies – €288!!!  Whilst we had Advantix and Advocate for Oscar to last us till we got home, the ‘stuff’ we’ve been sold is more appropriate to the Med countries.  Expensive babies… but well worth it.  Quiet day but we managed to walk Corrie a little further.   Laundry day and some cleaning.
 
 
1000 – Wednesday 28th February:  Methano
 
We showered at the Corinth Camperstop – fellow motorhomers take note – 2 showers in 3 days!  Down the most easterly fickle finger of fate – well of Plops. Methano is on an isthmus – bur rather dead town – nice walking to a beach at the end of the front.  An overwintering Swedish gentleman engaged us and told us lots about the town.  He’d been staying here since 1994 and explained how the local council funding changed a few years ago and now they have a daily bus and few ferries.   He said it only gets going in August, well we aren’t hanging around that long.  We struggle to find a bar …for the obligatory glass of vino.  Usually it is easy to find one where all the men sit and chew the fat.
 
Celebrating 1,000 days of full time travelling!!!!!  How about that, folks…..
 
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Playtime and cuddles.

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1001 – Thursday 1st March:  Methano Volcano and Galatas
 
I ran 5 km for the first time in more than 2 months – K ran 4 km.  Aborted long walk up to volcano due to Corrie recovery time. So we parked at a layby nearer and had shortish part scramble up to top – Corrie hopped up the hill in sparky mode…  Young couple going up to volcano – the lady wore a pretty dress and flat boots (?)… interesting what some people wear for a walk.  
 
Onwards to Galatas to check ferries to nearby island of Poros for tomorrow. Lovely quiet wilding in boat yard.
 
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Methana Volcano.
 
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Great views of the mainland and small islands.  The ruddy rock is volcanic.
 
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A triangular cleft in the rock is the volcano … or at least so the sign states!
 
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Now I have sensible footwear!
 
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Poros from Galatas.

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1002 – Friday 2nd March:  Pouring Poros
 
We Jez’ed to a car park walking distance to the ferries – and we’ll wild there tonight as we planned to lunch in Poros.  Corrie didn’t like the big step into the small taxi boat and had to be lifted.  We walked a circuit of the island in the rain – not heavy though.  As it came down heavier, we took luncheon in a crowded restaurant – lots of families reunited with their sons. They were celebrating the end of 9 months naval National Service.  The Naval Base doesn’t actually have a ship according to our waiter, so I’m not sure what they do there.  We googled about Greek National Service.  Most conscripts are paid all of €8.80 per month!   They get board and lodging, but families have to support spending money.  If they join the Army, they only have to do 6 months.  Women do not have to do National Service, but if their weight and height is OK, they can volunteer.
 
Some large ferries coming and going; one is a 12 hour cruise from Piraeus which takes in 3 islands briefly for over EUR100.  
 
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Poros.
 
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1003 – Saturday 3rd March:  Sunny Poros
 
We woke, ran and decided to stay another night – why not?  We have amazing views and quiet ambience… AND THE FORECAST IS SUPER SUNNY. Listened last evening by the church service coming across the water from Poros.  We hadn’t realised how much of the Greek service is sung.
 
Sunday is normally van cleaning day but we brought it forward….   K pruned Oscar-hair and then pruned my knob – no, not that one – the hairy one!  I’m busy digging a hole here – ok – she cut my hair on the top of my nut!  The usual perambulation into town and coffee – with 2 knobs of ice cream for Katherine – should I drop the knobtalk?  OK…..   
 
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Our 2 night view….
 
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1004 – Sunday 4th March:  Ermioni
 
Almost back to running every day….but rest days are also compulsory – I ought to know that after 39 years of trying!  K did spillatez while doggos watched.  Passed lots of lemon groves and lovely bays en route.  Nice large parking (for overnight) beside a school – WC available for chemical toilet disposal. Walked along the sea wall and up through woodland (Corrie off the lead!) to a headland and back to town – and a glass of vino. This town is quite touristy but very attractive. We ‘people watched’ and saw the ferries coming and going to Hydra.  Back at the overnight there was a family of gypsies – 6 children – one youngster did his toilet on the pavement….
 
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Looking to Ermioni from our parking.
 
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Walk along the wooded headland.
 
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1005 – Monday 5th March:  Portoheli and Salanti
 
Guess what – 4 day running in the past 5! K pillatesed again….. On around the coast – spectacular – monied villas and holiday resorts. Lunch in Jez 
and town stroll in Portoheli.  Salanti was our overnight destination – parking in front of a huge deserted and completely derelict hotel complex. Surrounded by trees with large processionary caterpillar pods!  The route in was not suitable so we aborted and found a better road down – to a fantastic beachfront parking! With no deadly caterpillars. Completely alone and long beach for CO2 walking – so quiet too.  This will be a good running route for tomorrow.  Alcohol dry night (it’s Mondays, Wednesday and Fridays, usually).  We sat in the sun and chilled until the temperature dropped…

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View from our Salanti parking.

CO2 Diary (Oscar and Corrie)

Now then, girlies (Corrie here) – let’s have some female talk about our things…  Young Oscar still thinks we do ‘it’ on the first date – but decorum must prevail…keep ‘em guessing and let them do all the chasing. Mind you, he plays so nicely in the van – he’s a quick learner but, he regularly mentions a girlie called Kensey – I bet she’s a real flibbertigibbet….  As for Bobby and Poo – well they’re Scottish y’ken…… decent rugby team, though (tell K about that).  New owners are still ok – nosh on time and I nick Oscar’s bed regularly – he’s ok with that.  They say we’re going to a place called NafPlyo soon – for a Karnival thingy – I may have been there in a previous life…   By the way, they don’t like me chewing things – so why leave nice stuff just asking to be chewed?  They have slooper goo to stick those suckers back together – no big deal?
 
Oscar here – C thinks I will chase her – yeah, well – I can get my rocks off elsewhere… I’ve been around the block a few times – just you read Hello magazine soon – I might be invited to a Royal wedding in May – some people called Vegan and Tarry – his granny is a pearly queenie in a Buckinghamshire Villa.  
 
Nostimosh to all – and adio for now xx
 
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993-998: We Must be Bloody Mad!

993 – Wednesday 21st February:  Adria Athens
 
Lovely lie in – as we could!  We drove to Adria Athens (lovely people) … a few minor jobs and booked to have rear air suspension fitted . We had to hang around to check that delivery will be at a time that suits us.  This was rather spontaneous, but it had been at the back of our minds, that the springs on motorhomes do not get the chance to spring back and relax like on an unladen truck. Rear air suspension is also supposed to help with the ride and handling.
 
Onto Accorinth … ancient fortress covering an extended hill top near Corinth, which we had not visited with the Aged P’s.  It was shut by the time we arrived, but amazing views.  Little did we know the visit would change our lives…..
 
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Our parking at Accorinth.
 
994 – Thursday 22nd February:  Corrie
 
Oscar tells the story better than I can – albeit with his slant – see the end of this post. Our new family member is a poppet – and quite domesticated – doesn’t pee or poo in the van but waits patiently for her outside visit. Aged Ps think we are bonkers – they’re right!  So far, we’ve bought a house and two motorhomes on a whim – so why not adopt a doggy?   She has passed the blood tests (no Leichmanoisis, which was what we particularly feared) and vet exam – spaying due for Monday.  Then Pet Passport process.  We will be coming back to the vet in Corinth a few times!  As well as being several hundred Euro lighter!   Now, they are known as CO2….. we expect more carbon dioxide to be spayed – no, sprayed around Jez. 
 
Onto Korfos … pretty fishing village, but a boozy night with Jac and Scott (motorhomers from Derby) whom we met on our stroll – we then parked next to them – lots of vino – and some white rum – producing some K-rum results…….
 
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Corrie.  A real heinz 57, but definitely some Greek shepherd dog in her.
 
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She watches everything.

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Korfos.
 
995 – Friday 23rd February:  Hang Over for Ancient Epidavros
 
Slight sore head in the am for K ….. we walked it off into town for coffee. We gained a wine glass from last night – cheers S and J. We filled with water at Epidavros Ancient Theatre (K had spotted a tap when we visited here with the Aged P’s); thankfully as showers are due soon.  Here we discovered that our Corrie barks at dogs approaching near our Jez – maybe more of an ‘alarming’ dog than young Oscar?  
 
On to the coastal village of Ancient Epidauros and our super overnight parking.  Minor nanny nap walk along the front – spotting running routes for the morrow.  Now K freezes meals and takes a meal out of the freezer in plenty of time for it to defrost.  Pork and prunes due for tonight and it came out of the freezer last night.  We know it would have been yummy, but we were not to eat it.  It had already been eaten overnight … so that was the plastic bag shreds that J found on the floor this morning.  Note to self, move all defrosting items out of Corrie’s way!  No dog friendly restaurants – so supermarket tinned meatballs for supper – rather yummy too!  
 
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Our view out at Anc. Epidavros.
 
 
996 – Saturday 24th February:  Why Move?
 
We both ran in the morning – new system as we need to break Corrie in slowly to running ….. J runs first alone and then K with Oscar, whilst J breakfasts with Corrie.  A meander to the small Greco-Roman theatre – fresh excavations – along the nearby beach to site of a sunken city .   6-Nations rugby in the afternoon – Ireland narrowly slid past Wales keeping a Grand Slam hope alive….  England will play Scotland tomorrow.  K:  No comment on this, as we know how it ended …. badly!

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View back from the far beach where we ran to. 

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Walk to sunken city … funnily enough you can only see it on Google Earth as it is underwater!

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Didn’t expect to see a flock of geese on the beach and even more surprised when they set sail on the sea.
 
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A bit of cuttle fish … must think she’s a budgie!
 
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A local cafe …  more signs of getting ready for the season … both dogs managed to get in this pic.
 
997 – Sunday 25th February:  Corinth CamperStop
 
Destination Corinth Camperstop as Corrie will get spayed by the local vet tomorrow – fingers crossed…  The approach roads are very narrow and twisty – and uphills on a wet surface – traction control engaged – a successful, if scrabbling, landing.  The site: good pitches, lecky, waste and fresh water, chemical wc emptying, wc and showers – all for €10 per night!!!  We booked for 3 nights.   The owner pressed a load of sweet and seedless grapes on us.
 
Being on electric, I got the electric hob and slow cooker out.  Leek and potato soup, vegetable Korma and Greek spinach with beans (a feature on menus that Mum and I particularly liked) all cooked, bagged and heading for the freezer.
 

998 – Monday 26th February:  Vet
 
A short drive to the vet.  We stayed with Corrie whilst she had the sleepy, followed by the antibiotic and pain killer, injections … right up to when she went right under with the drip.  
 
We asked when we should come back.  Now, one would expect, being used to British vets, that the answer would be late afternoon.  No, only 40 minutes.  We removed ourselves to Jez for a coffee.  Hardly had we drunk this, but the vet appeared at our window waving us to come in so that we could be there as she came round.  Quite similar to taking a child down to theatre and being in recovery when they come round.  We have instructions and medications that J walked to the normal pharmacy to buy.  I was expecting an Elizabethan collar to stop her licking the wound, but the vet said this distresses the dogs, so unless she keeps worrying at it, best not to have one.  Very happy with that … not to mention how awkward the collar would be in such a small space 🙂  
 
Back at the Corinth Campserstop, we settled Corrie into her bed, but she eventually decamped to Oscar’s.  Not sure how he will take that tonight, as he used to sleeping beside me!  She has been out on unsteady legs for a pee and eaten scrambled egg and rice … the vet said street dogs normal eat much quicker than house dogs.  But very docile and sleepy.  She will go back to the vet tomorrow for another pain relief injection; good just to have the vet check her over again too.
 
Being settled for the day, I took O for a long walk and did laundry; the twin tub has sooooo been a worthwhile investment.  A neighbour told me a medium load here is EUR8 … well, I just saved EUR16.  James cleaned Jez inside and did the engine levels checks.  A productive afternoon.
 
The said neighbour is British ex-forces driving a small and ancient, but rusting Winebego.  He has driven from the UK with his massive drooling Mastiff, with the intention of buying land and erecting cabins in Crete.  Given he doesn’t seem that fit and is advancing in years, this seems somewhat challenging.  However, the real story is that his vehicle insurance expired on 1st Feb and the insurers refused to renew … something about not paying taxes there.  I am sure there MUST be a lot more to it, but he is now looking at registering himself in Greece so he can import the vehicle and get it taxed here.  He mentioned the vehicle is worth £2,000 on a good day, but the importing will cost £6,000.  Fellow motorhomers, Carol and Mike had mentioned another character here, who we have yet to meet … A Hungarian looking for a temporary bride … I forget what the reason was.  You do meet them on a trip like this.  
 
 

Oscar’s Diary (Renamed CO2)
 
Well, well, well (and well again).  Me flabber is feckin gasted!!!  If you’ve ever had yer blabber fasted, you’ll know wot I mean.  The owners have gone totally bonkers!  To cut a short story long…. James took me for my morning walk (and the other thing too) – off the lead (he’s learning well). This little pixie dog appeared – Wild Thing (there’s a song about that). She wanted to play – now I never pass up a chance of a bit of ‘RolyPoly’ – so we gamboled along nicely…..  Then J called K to see the little rascal from the van door – she looked at it and said “shall we adopt her?”.  J answered “yes”.  I thought K wanted an ‘adaptor’ from the garage so I was cool. Bejaysus, the next thing the young doggy was in my van and scoffing my food!  It appears they have taken her into my family permanently!!!!!  
 
K has called her ‘Corrie’ as she comes from Corinth (ancient).  How original is that, you say?  Not.  They could have called her Rover or Trixiebell or TrollyDolly or Wildthingiewotsit…. but no – blinking Corrie!  Mind you, she’s cute (that’s what K calls J – and he biffs her bottom!)  He likes a bit of bottombiffing…. no comment from me, there.  She is ok (not K but Corrie) and takes orders from me – which is the most important thing. We took her to a local vet and she is perfectly healthy (I didn’t want to catch a dose of fleaze or wormz) but she will need the ‘chop’…… It’s good that she’s no pussy (remember Mrs Slocum?).  Sparky enough – and would yez believe it?  She has snow white eye lashes!!!  What is the world coming to?  Any road up, she can stay as long as I have the power of Tito – sorry, vito…..  
 
Corrie here, readers….  I was out minding my own business and playing with this stud Oscar (he wanted his legover – but I never do it on the first date, anyway) – in my wildness area.  Before I knew it – I was dognapped!  Well, it means regular nosh and a nice bed in the warmth of something like a big tin can with wheels…. the owners are ok – J is a bit of a greco-roaming ancient – and K is a bit of a posh bird (she thinks).  They tell me I’ll meet doggys called Poppy and Boo (queer names) and Kenzie – in other countries – I’ve never been past Corinth. I had a family once but the Recession meant I was turfed out, like 1 million other Greek dogs – tragic.  I really wanted to be called Madonna or QueenBea, but Corrie is quite catchy (named after a street in somewhere called Manchester, I believe…  Oscar thinks he can order me around – now girlies – how many men are similarly denuded, sorry – deluded?
 
Yours in shox – Oscar and Corrie – next time it will be Corrie and Oscar.

Yassus, caramera and efharisto – and yackyda (Welsh for his nibs).