Patras.....
This is the day we were supposed to go to Olympia: unfortunately Illias was on strike and the site and museum of Olympia decided to show their support by striking also. We decided to walk in Patras. We went to the Information center and got a walking map. When we first started out we saw a beautiful church with a circle under the steeple ... it was closed and had barbed wire along the top of the fence. .... I took quite a few photographs of it.... such a shame it's boarded up.... We followed the map to the stairs.... which ran up and up and up throught the middle of the town.... an amazing number of stairs...(193..) I could only walk 3 sets before I had to stop and get my breath. ... The view from the top was wonderful.... across the Bay of Patras was a larger bluish mountain.. (which is still Greece .. where Delphi is)
We spoke to a gentleman at a park.. We asked him where the castle was and he offered to walk with us ... it was really nice of him.. It was about 5 blocks.... as we walked there was an area with no sidewalk. He said they had taken it out to put some underground things in then didn't bother putting the sidewalk back. He said Greece has no consequences if things aren't completed or done correctly. He loved his country but felt the large companies and cities were not accountable to do things correctly. He told us even at the castle there were problems ... like a man who took part of the grounds and parked his cars on a regular bases. He had been to several meetings but there was no way to make the man cease using the public grounds...
The castle was an amazing area.... It was reconstructed but much of the original structure was there... I loved the crumbling walls... It was built on the ruins of the ancient acropolis in the second half of the 6th century AD. It is listed as a Frankish-Byzantine citadel .... it is a triangular enclosure with a moat. We saw that there were a huge number of ping pong ball sized bumble bees on the interior of the castle courtyard. We started up the stairs and found they swarmed us at the top . I retreated to the middle of the stairs.... I am afraid of bees ... especially ping pong ball sized bees... David went up without me... I stayed at the half way up place waiting for him.... A man and his little girl walked by and I mentioned the bees they thanked me and walked on up.... in about a half minute they came racing back down and the man quickly told me I was right as he ran by....
We were directed to go to the Turkish Hummas as it's the only one working other than one in Paris. It is over 600 years old. When we got there we thought it was maybe a temple . ... the lady told me I couldn't go in as it's the men's times. I asked if I was dressed appropriately and let her know I had a coat to cover my arms. She said no... I asked if I could go in just to take pictures... no... could David go in and take pictures?... no... (we thought it must be a pretty strict temple at this point...) She said I could come back when the women go in... She said only my husband could go... OK.... We decided to leave as David didn't want to go in without me. Later we were astonished to find out it's a Turkish bath.... I laughed until I cried when I thought of the crazy conversation we had with the confused lady there.... (AND.... I wonder how the heck she kept from laughing as she spoke to us......)
I took pictures of some amazing candles in a shop window. They were pillors wrapped with wax stalks and wax flowers. They were stunning. When I took the second picture I heard the salesgirl tell the owner that I took a photograph. I felt bad as some people really hate you to photograph their wares.. We walked in and before i could say anything the owner told me no pictures. I told him OK and told him I took two of his window display and offered to erase them. He said no problem. We bought a pillor candle and talked to him for almost an hour. He is the third generation in his family to have the shop. A few years ago they had an earthquake that bought down the left side wall and the displays. He replaced it with a plain wall and is trying to afford a replica of the original. The estimate he got is $35,000. ... (the right side is still standing) He has some of the splinted hand crafted honeybee carvings from the broken side. He also showed us the antique telephone on the back wall. He opened it... it has delicate silver wire springs and is in excellent shape. It was so refreshing to speak to someone who really values the past and his family.
We felt like the number of hours in town were way too many as we ran out of things to do. We hired a taxi to drive to the Clauus winery out of town but found it closed. The driver jumped out and got permission for me to take pictures on the grounds. He sat and chatted with David as I took a few pictures. He took us back to town and knocked 2 Euros off the bill ....
After we got to the ship we decided to walk to the famous church of St Andrews... they have his skull there.... We walked about 1 mile and were a bit lost. We stopped and asked a man and his son directions.... They didn't understand ..... I crossed myself and both explained OH.... and pointed and mimed it was 5 more blocks.... we continued.... just as we rounded the corner of the parking lot David and I realized we were in shorts and totally inappropriate to go inside. We were so disappointed that we were so thoughtless. We got a few shots of the outside and walked back to the ship. We stopped at a touristy place on the wharf for dinner. It was really good food and the view was nice.... And .... another day passed.....
One thing we really like about getting Coffee in Greece is they always bring you a little cookie and a glass of water with the coffee. It's so nice to have the extra... America doesn't do a lot of extras ... but it is always nice to pay for one cup of coffee and get free refills.
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