Atenas

Kalimera.....

the road from Patras to Athens, the beginning of Ancient Greece for us and the chance to experience the change in culture as we jump around from one Greek civilization to the next one: Corinto, Olimpo, Esparta, all of them so powerful, all of them entrapped in small spaces and nothing much left of either one, except the feeling of ageness...eh eh .....

Corfu

 Before leaving Puglia I talked to my CS host about my plans: Italy, then Greece, then Turkey.
"Good choice", he said, "we're all the same but a little different, you'll see"....
I crossed the bit of water separating Puglia and Corfu last night to encounter that he had told me today: I´ve encountered an Italy with a different language and it has taken the name of Corfu. Venetian style buildings, laid back people; shops, cafes, streets and alleyways still carry that Italian flavour.Ancient Greece awaits to be seen yet...

 And we head North. A half loop around the island (up and down thru beach towns; searching for half inhabited spots) but as we ride it is not Greece that impresses us but the view of the Albanian Mountain Ridge. So close I feel I can jump (or at least) swim to it. It stands high. Arid. Mighty. touching the water almost. A sight to be remembered. Maybe also Odiseo's last sight before leaving for Ithaca.... ;)