We finally have reservations for the remaining nights of our vacation. 2 more nights here in Paleochora (Pay lee OH hor ah), then moving on down the coast to a little place called Sougia. Supposedly it’s pretty remote with a rocky beach, but sheltered with no current so good for swimming and lounging. And a great place for hiking and exploring at the base of the white mountains. Too many amazing places to visit, not enough time. I guess we’ll find out when we arrive if I made the right decision. It was between that and a larger city on the North coast with an old harbor and shops. More exploring and shopping, still a great beach, but Josh voted for remote and quiet. Hope the kids don’t get bored.
I would say I should have more time for blogging now, but between my compulsion to read every TripAdvisor forum post about Sougia and every review of the local tavernas (Cretan family run restaurants) and our nightly Chicago Fire marathons, my evenings have been pretty full. Josh and I send the kids to bed and then watch 2 or 3 episodes back to back on his computer. It’s the fire and rescue version of Grey’s Anatomy (I’m assuming, since I’ve never watched Grey’s) and full of jaw dropping twists and life and death rescues. Completely mindless and fabulous.
Today we are off for a hike in the hills to a small village that I don’t know much about, but the woman who managed the last place we stayed recommended it. She hasn’t steered us wrong yet so I think it will be a good morning.
On the curb while Josh goes to the bank.
Gyros, of course. The shwarmas of the Greek islands. Sliced pork, fried potatoes (not french fries, actual slabs of potatoes, seasoned and fried), sliced red peppers/onions, and a cucumber yogurt sauce (that I can’t be bothered to look up the spelling for) all in a chewy warm flatbread. For $3.
And Greek salads with slabs of feta, cucumbers, olives and tomatoes
More time at the beach
And “grabbing a bottle of wine” is a lot more casual here. These upscale ones even have labels.
