Halfway up the hill.
The family house. That narrow little house with its blue shutters open.
Neighbours are so close we yell
'gazuntite' (yitses)
When they sneeze
There are layers of houses that all look the same. I recall in days gone by traipsing round the streets with a young english guy who couldn't remember where he had rented a room. Fortunately I knew most of the rented rooms and we did a tour of them all till we found the right one.
It's ok going down. Everything is at the bottom by the sea. Finding your way back is another story. Take a photo of your airbnb before you leave for the evening and have a few drinks.
The bay full of yachts on a windy day.
They untie from the dock and anchor out in the bay where they are sheltered from strong winds.
We've had over a week of gale force winds, 6-7 on the Beaufort scale
This summer wind is called the 'meltemi'. It blows from the north and is supposed to bring some cooler air.
It blows all the bougainvillia flowers straight into our front door and fills the house with dust.
Tourist flotillas, 6 or more yachts which travel from island to island in convoy, stay tied up in port. They mostly have an experienced captain but the 'crew', probably on a first time yachting holiday, are rookies with sensitive stomachs.
It's good for seasoned yachties. They can unfurl their sails. But it's also unpredicatable. A catamaran with a crew of 5 had to be rescued by the coastguard yesterday near the cycladic island of Paros. It was a big operation. A passing ferry was first on the scene and stood by protecting the catamaran from the rough seas. A SuperPuma helicopter flew in with searchlights and a coast guard vessel lifted the crew to safety.
A few passengers on the ferry complained because the boat docked in Piraeus several hours late. Can you believe it!
Bougainvillia in full bloom
Steps steps everywhere
You'll notice that most of the older women have bent, bandy knees. Knees which ache from climbing up and down steps carrying heavy bags of shopping. The access to some houses is difficult. There are several narrow roads and the elderly and infirm can be brought up from the harbour by taxi but they'll still have flights of steps to climb before they reach their front door.
The steps are very slippery in winter and it is only in recent years that handrails have been put in.
This set of steps goes on and on right up to the top to the old mill
There are lots of narrow alleyways
Looking down to the Highschool and across to the tourist bay of Askeli
Taking a photograph of your Airbnb before setting out is a brilliant idea.
ReplyDeleteI often wonder about the elderly living in steep locations with endless steps. I know they're accustomed to all the walking and climbing but it must get so very tiring.
These elderly ladies have been climbing up and down all their lives. I used to do the same but times change. I got a car. Most people have a motorbike of some sort. It's only the youngsters that bound up and down steps now
DeleteI love the nosey cat 🐈 photo. It's such a cool character.
ReplyDeleteIsn't that cat wonderful!
DeleteThe streets & alleyways are so enjoyable on holiday. Love your pics and enjoy your blog!
ReplyDeleteIt's fun exploring and you can't really get lost.
DeleteThanks Anon for your comments
The sunshine, the narrow alleyways with bougainvillea, the steep steps ... just so evocative of the beautiful Med. Shame about the wind though!
ReplyDeleteIt would be worse actually without a breath of air. But it's too hot and too strong. So much for cooling us down
DeleteI must admit; your final picture is my favourite. I couldn't cope with all those steps.
ReplyDeleteI had to push a pushchair up there, mostly with 2 young children hanging on. It was hard work.
DeleteWe trekked up there somewhere to a butchers shop that also does grill. Great food - is it still there?
ReplyDeleteIt is indeed. About 1 k, maybe less , down the road from our old house. It used to be one of our favourites, a nice flat road to and from. Then we moved away and haven't been there since, favouring tavernas on sea level with parking.
DeleteDimitris Taverna, now run by his 9 children, plus a few grandchildren by now. Excellent meat.
When we were in Fez we got lost and didn't know where we were staying, couldn't even describe it. There were loads of children always, and they just looked at us and without speaking took us back! It was clear they knew us! We were dumbfoubded but relieved. I had made chalk marks on the walls but walking and talking we missed our turn. I enjoyed your post.x
ReplyDeleteHi Rachel. That reminds me of what it was like when I first arrived. Everyone knew who I was. One stranger amongst many. I knew no one
DeleteGreece looks beautiful in the Summer. i would probably get lost there too judging by all the little streets but they are so pretty.
ReplyDeleteIt's easy for most tourists. They stay in a hotel near the beach, not in the old town.
DeleteIt looks very lovely and your post really sets the scene, but, yes, my knees would certainly struggle with those steps!
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