Not much time to write – I need an early bedtime to be up to drive to Athens at 4:30 (and since the Greeks don’t start dinner until at least 9:30, my hopes for getting much sleep are slim in any case. Spent the morning swimming at Skoutari (my favorite beach for doing laps and enjoying the clear, calm water); then headed over to Mavrovouni (my favorite beach for wind, waves, and reclining beach chairs with umbrellas).
Lunch at the tavern at Mavrovouni – finally tried briyam, an eggplant/zucchini/potato/tomato dish, and liked it a lot more than I’d expected it (in fact, with grilled feta, I loved it).
This evening, I said goodbye to Nick, Georgia, and their kids. Then I went up for one last walk to the castro above the village with George. We hiked up from the house – it’s a good walk, but we punctuated the trip with stops at all sorts of fruit trees. George is an expert poacher, and he always knows what’s ripe. Today’s yield included almonds, grapes, figs, and pears.
The view from the castro is magnificent – you can see everything (the farm is in the middle of the picture above, though it’s really hard to see). I’m going to be really, really sad to leave tomorrow morning. This village has come to feel like home. Now I’m out for a final dinner at Rita’s taverna with George, Dimitri, and Dimitri’s young pal.