Well, we've managed to pass another week in the Peloponnese without achieving very much, in the fine company of Helen and Mal, Ali's mum and stepdad. They have now gone back from the 30 degrees in Epidavros to 03 degrees in Belfast. Brrrr!
Two of the highlights of their visit were the ancient theatre at Epidavros, which held 15,000 people in it's day, and the island of Poros, a short ferry ride from the Peloponnese mainland.
Epidavros Theatre, with spookily perfect acoustics from 55 rows up
The very photogenic island of Poros
One of the lowlights was a bit falling off the underside of the car on the way back from the airport, requiring a trip to the local Audi garage in Argos.
It was a case of drop two off at the airport, and pick one up, as Stuart, Ali's brother, has taken their place.
Epidavros bay and, zooming in, our pitch by the sea
The orange groves at Epidavros (2 euros for a bag of 40!)
The winding roads and steep hills above the bay, fun to drive but not with a caravan...
We managed 9 days by the beach at our site in Epidavros - our longest stay yet in one place. When you have a glorious beachside view, it's hard to pull yourself away. However, on our second last day, the site went from almost empty to almost full, as a convoy of 26 caravans and campers pulled in from the Netherlands. As friendly as everyone was, it was a bit claustrauphobic and once we had safely collected Stuart, it was time to pack up and move on.
Dot provides the evening entertainment
We are currently in Deprano, just outside Nafplio, the first capital of Greece. After rejecting the first two campsites we settled in Camping Triton II, which is on a nice stretch of beach. I won't say anymore as Stuart is going to do a guest post on the blog and give a different perspective of living in a tin box on wheels...