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…..
Playtime and cuddles.
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.
Great views of the mainland and small islands. The ruddy rock is volcanic.
A triangular cleft in the rock is the volcano … or at least so the sign states!
Now I have sensible footwear!
Poros from Galatas.
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.
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…..
Our 2 night view….
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….
Looking to Ermioni from our parking.
Walk along the wooded headland.
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…
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
Corrie and Oscar