This morning Bob decided that he wanted to climb the hill to see the old castle. So that's where we headed. After a lot of winning because of the steepness we finally arrived at our destination. The view was worth the journey. A couple of snap shots around the caste we went back down. I think it was harder to go down than up. My knees told me so. After coming down we walk thorough the streets of the town. Stopped I'm for a cold local beer and Bob had ouzo . A well deserved drink. He also brought us a plate of. Feta, tomatoes, cucumbers,olives and bread. It was perfect. This town must have a garbage strike going on because every corner we turn around we see over flowing garbage sure doesn't smell very good either. W decided to walk around the harbor and ran into Gary one of our table mates. He was checking out all the women her from a coffee shop. We sat and talked to him for awhile and he talked Bob into having a Baklava. . The Harbour is lined with beautiful open cafe's. The sun is out and I am defiantly over dressed. We stopped at a place for lunch on one of the side streets. We both had a gyros. And it was good. The town is defiantly charming and the locals are very friendly. On the other side of the island offers beaches, shipwrecks and caves.
Postcard of the town and harbor and the mountain we climbed
Bob at the gate
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