Saturday, February 20, 2016

Location, location, location. Greece.

Journey went fine until korinthos when I discovered the farmers are blocking the roads in protest and the pick up point for my car was 9km outside the city. Met a woman on the train (stick thin, neurotic, chain smoking, skinny jeans, Doc Martins- a judge) who was astonished that I was considering moving to Greece.
She told me how much crime has increased with the influx of foreign labour amongst other problems.
 Thankfully she phoned Europcar and arranged for them to meet me at the station.
Drove to Nafplion which has a beautiful old Venetian city but outside and all the way here is ugly, semi industrialized, scruffy.
17 degrees, cloudy and rained heavily in the night.
Staying in v. nice pension in old town.30 EU.






19th. Feb.
Glorious sunny day, breakfast, included in price , was at a trendy cafe around the corner.
Excellent coffee, toasted ham and cheese, fried egg, jam and toast, yogurt and meusli and then  "would you like chocolate or custard doughnut?" !!!!
Set off south along the East coast and found beautiful unspoiled nature and by the end of the morning a place where I could easily live.
The coast road is similar to Kas/ Fethiye but more twisty and hilly, less rugged, more verdant, softer. Beautiful wild flowers along the roadside.






Crossed the mountains to Gytheio.
 Stunning scenery, great peaks and dramatic gorges.
Monastery in astonishing location.







Descended westward into orange and olive groves.
Not so lucky with accomodation, most places are closed but found a grubby room with smelly towels, hard lumpy bed and pillows, no heating and not enough blankets. And no breakfast. 20 EU.
Had mussels for dinner in delicious fresh tomato and cheese sauce. I expected more than 6 mussels for 11 EU.
Gytheio is a  pleasant small town with a harbour and ferry which arrived and departed 3 times during the night.



20th. Feb.
Drove around lots of beautiful villages along the coast (love having a car!)
I asked in one if there were any houses the rent, they invited me in for coffee. Only one of the girls spoke English, she had studied Political Science on Crete and now works part time in a dress shop.
There are lots of empty houses for sale but not rent.


Gorgeous soil, no stones!









Met a German potter who had lived there for 25 years. She recons this is the most beautiful beach on the Peloponnese.


Dropped down from the road to a few more beaches, all lovely.






Cut across the peninsular and continued along coast up to Kalamata. Dramatic mountains but more rugged and barren. Pretty villages, stone houses with red clay tile roofs.
Continued to Petalidi. Nothing to write home about, everything closed. Had to ask a local for accommodation, he took me to an appartment block. Dull but functional. 30 

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