From Santorini we flew to Athens. It was madness! Remember... I didn't have the hotel information, but I did remember the name. How bad could it be? We showed-up in Athens unknown to us right at the beginning of the riots, rented a car and headed into the heart of the city to find the perfect hotel at the base of the Acropolis. 3 hours later (after much excitement) Karen took this picture.
Needless to say, Athens was not my favorite part of Greece. We got lost getting into and out of the city, but relief was to come...
A few hours North we happened upon this great pizza joint that was as excited as I was to let me walk into their kitchen and pour my own beers.
We spent much of the trip lost, but "the Journey is the Greatest part", right? This journey was more special than most!
The first glimpses of Meteora are pretty profound. This is way North in Greece with a major Slavic culture shift from the islands.
This hotel, again, was wonderful!
Kind of a bed-n-breakfeast atmosphere. The owner sat down with us and encouraged drinking of multiple bottles of their wine and an awful candied watermelon treat. Karen couldn't eat it, so whenever the owner would turn-around she'd throw it in the bushes which seemed to work until the bees showed-up! At one point Karen left our room door unlocked and Grandma freaked-out... Karen came to me (enjoying the wine) with concern, so I went to talk to Grandma (not in English). She just kept making these spitting gestures in disgust of the door being left unlocked, we both laughed (Grandma and I) and she gave me more wine... guess you had to be there.
Meteora is surrounded by amazing Monasteries that you can spend days touring and feeling very close to God.
That's a Greek cat.
We hiked from our hotel to a cliff overlooking the city. On the way we found pomegranites. I'm not sure where you're from, but a wild pomegranite is a big-deal to us.
Not sure what these are, but I'm guessing they're not edible.
Wonderful photo and memories. As you can imagine... self portraits like this require a whole-lot of finger crossing and sprinting!
We found a secret church in the cliffs above Meteora. This is the kind of place that proves your faith.
A Greek tradition is to bless jewerly and give it away. We found necklaces and bracelets for each of the kids and prayed over them in our secret church.
That is what I look like when I'm satisfied. A few days in Greece with the women you love is all it takes to solve the worlds problems.
Me again (Karen):
1. Josh had free reign with the text on this one. (I'm not home to proof it, so I've just got my fingers crossed.)
2. This trip was all the way back in September 2010 (and I'm just getting around to blogging it now) when I was teaching (photography) in Greece.
3. The next photography class that I'm teaching abroad is this coming October in Ireland with Scrapmap and Ali Edwards (and there are still a few spots open if you want to come - just click here for more details.)