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Sunday, 8 October 2017

The Back Streets of Poros


One of the narrowest parts of the road.  I have followed many a big van down here watching them squeeze through literally with an inch on either side.  I knocked off a few wing mirrors coming down this road but thankfully there is also another approach to our old house so the car survived anything worse.





Dimitris taverna, a taverna whose story goes a very long way back.  It used to be called the 'butcher's shop' taverna.  The butcher's shop was owned by Dimitris' father who opened the taverna next door specialising in freshly cut steaks.  For a while he had an english butcher working for him who taught him to cut steaks the english way.  This was a great advantage during the 80's and 90's which were golden years for English tourists.

Then son Dimitris took over and he has such a happy clientele that he closed the butcher's shop and concentrated on the taverna.  He has 9 children who helped out from a very cute age.  They have now grown up and virtually run the place.  They expanded over the road and the best tables have a wonderful view of Poros by night.


Whenever you're lost in these backstreets just walk down the next lot of steps.  You'll end up on the harbour.




There is always a church somewhere in the background.  This is one of the big three, dedicated to Saint Constantine and his mother Saint Helen.  Wouldn't like to live in one of these houses next door.  The thunderous clanging of the church bells must make the chandeliers swing.


A very green and bushy plant covers the outside wall of this house and almost reaches the other side of the road




When you need work done and gear moved in this part of town you phone George who comes along in one of his tiny little trucks and does the hauling.  



Just beside our old house.  This bougainvillia has been trained across the road and is in full bloom .  Gorgeous.  It must be the most photographed piece of scenery on Poros just now.

Pruning it in February however is a job for heroes.  The thorns are long, tough and very sharp.  The amount of foliage that has to be cut away fills a couple of those small trucks.


8 comments:

  1. It all looks so pretty
    I did wonder when last I was in the old country how people walked out their doors without being killed
    You wouldn’t want to be rushing! The cars are that close!

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    1. Yes!!! That's what our house was like. I was always aware of the danger, mainly from speeding motorbikes.

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  2. When I think of Greece, I think of those small ancient houses tucked away in narrow back streets. I'd love to own one, but we already own too many homes. Dimitri's looks just perfect.

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    1. Dimitris is still known for his good meat and perfect grilling. Very happy chap too.
      As for a house. You're well out of it! Red tape and new taxes would be giving you nightmares

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  3. I really enjoyed this and think that this is how I would like to visit Greece for the first time: rent a local place and eat where the locals eat, live where the locals live. -Jenn

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    1. There are a few houses up these back streets which are rented out. You'd love it!

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  4. I love these photographs. In Morocco my friend would drive his car up roads like these and I would think that they were not meant for cars and then,horror, he would encounter another vehicle coming the other way and still they would manage to sort themselves out, sometimes on right angled corners and it never bothered him! Love this place you show here today.

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    1. Roads made for donkeys! Who could see then how their world would change. But the locals always know how to get around, where to pull over and where to pass. It's those darn city people who make chaos

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