Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Hello!
I’m a bit subdued this afternoon, as I am more than a bit
concerned about the situation in Greece at the moment. Also that in France, but that’s another
story.
| All of R's shrimp! |
| My chicken |
For the past several days, we have seen tractors lined up in
towns that we have driven through, all as part of a general protest against new
cuts in pensions. Certainly not all the
towns, but more than a handful. And
today, we came across a tractor road block.
Ouch.
But, to start with this morning. After complaining so bitterly about how
frigid it was in our room the past two nights, it was really odd to wake up
sometime in the middle of the night being WAY
too warm!
| Tractors... |
| The Patra bridge |
| More of the Patra bridge |
| The view from our Ioaninna hotel |
Breakfast was fine, and we had a nice chat with our host,
who is a very nice guy. As we were
packing, R discovered the cable that connects the camera to the computer was
missing and, after a thorough search, decided that it must have fallen out of
the camera bag at dinner last night. So
we loaded everything into the car and went to the restaurant and – amazingly –
recovered the cable. How’s that for
luck? Then to the laundry to pick up our
clothes. The gal had everything ready
and waiting for us, and it only cost us 7€ – about the price to launder a pair
of blue jeans in the hotels. Talk about
highway robbery.
Then on the road first to Pylos, then Patra, and
finally, Ioaninna, our stop for the
night. As I say, we did pass some
tractors parked by the side of the road.
Oh! But I’m forgetting the
GARBAGE. Either there has been a very
long garbage strike in the Olympia/Pylos area, or something terrible is
afoot. We ran into absolutely HUGE mountains of garbage all over the
place! It was incredible! We had read about and seen garbage piles in
the Naples, Italy area, but truly, this was much worse. Really would like to know what’s
happening.
Patra is the city
on the Peloponnese with an absolutely
stunning bridge over to the Central Greece side. It is very reminiscent of the Millau bridge
in France, but not nearly as high. This
bridge is really spanning water, but it was really lovely. After that was where we ran into trouble.
First ran into a police roadblock, which directed us down a
side road. We figured fine, some
construction or accident. However, when
we finally went the way we were directed, there were three tractors stretched
across the road, blocking it completely.
Wow. With no guidance, we did get
on some VERY bad back roads (calling
them roads is really a stretch),
which were really terrible – dirt and gravel, and lots and lots of mud. Can’t even describe what the car looks like
at the moment. So, turn back yet
again. This time, we found two Albanian
cars absolutely FULL of people and luggage, and between the three of us, we
were able to get directed around Arta
and onto the autoroute.
| Lobby of our hotel in the mountains |
| Our room |
| More of our room |
| Love the stone! |
However, we were able to make Ioaninna (which I still can’t pronounce) by about 2:30 pm or
so. And of course, our hotel for the
night, the Mir Hotel, is perched high
on a mountaintop. (R says it’s either
that or in the middle of an “old town” with the winding streets, etc.)
Very nice hotel, although how I’m going to get out of the driveway
tomorrow morning is anybody’s guess.
The daughter of the house greeted us, and helped us down the
steps with our luggage. The Mir is basically several buildings
converted to rooms, overlooking the lake.
The view is beautiful! Our room,
401, has a nice lake view, and is really warm!!
In fact, it was so nice this afternoon, that we actually had the windows
opened for a bit. But first, before
showing us our room, the young lady brought us into the lobby/reception, which
is really beautiful, and served us glasses of water and a real orange section
that had been soaked in sugar, I’m sure.
It was delicious!
Into our room, and while I started to rearrange luggage and
pack away our newly cleaned laundry, R set up the computer. Imagine my surprise to find a ladies grey
t-shirt with a skull and top hat printed on the back, with a row of hearts and
some writing! Hmm…I have emailed our
hotel in Olympia to tell them that we
will mail it back when we get home. I’m
sure somebody will be looking for it soon!
| Lovely view of the lake and the island! |
| Enjoying the spicy cheese spread |
| FABULOUS! |
We are told that there is a good place to have dinner, “just
up the road” – and when I say UP, I do mean up!
I took a walk up that way, but reached a point where the road divided
into straight ahead and UP … decided to go back to the lobby and find out the
name and the direction. The nice young
lady wrote it out for me – and R is even now trying to translate it from
Greek! Oh well!
Our plan is to get up and out early tomorrow (breakfast at 8
am, on the road shortly thereafter) and get on the freeway to Thessaloniki, and
we’ll see what happens! Please keep your
fingers crossed for us!!
Lots of love,
m
xxx
So, back from a lovely dinner!! We left the hotel about 5:45 pm as I wanted
to make sure we arrived wherever we were supposed to be in the daylight. We very closely followed the signage – we couldn’t
really read it [ΕΞΟΣΤΗΣ], but we could look for the name – and while it was nowhere
near the 200 m we had been told, it wasn’t terribly far. And, of course, we were the first – in fact
the only! – ones there, but they were open and happy to have us!
We sat at a very nice table right close to the fire, which
was great, and took a look at their “English” menu. What was really great about the menu was what
when they didn’t know the translation in English, they instead put the word or
words in the Latin alphabet – which made absolutely no sense in English, and we
were still lost!
The menu was very nice, but it turns out that only certain
things were available.
| My chicken with mustard sauce and mushrooms |
| View from hotel at night! |
| R's grilled chicken with rice and potatoes |
So – hopefully more tomorrow from Thessaloniki!
m
xxx
(Note: When the police diverted us off the main route, they
gave no information about the detour and so we ended up in a maze of dirt
tracks that got worse as we went on and before we found our way to a workable
route. I just want to say that Margaret
did a fantastic job driving through all of this mess while I tried to
navigate. Great job, M! – Robert]
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