The History commences.

One of the many reasons for coming to Greece is its history. I have always been fascinated by the stories of the Iliad, Jason and the Argonauts, Hercules, Aesop’s fables, Zeus, Athena, Apollo never mind later history regarding The Spartans, Thermopylae, Leonidas, “Go tell it to the Spartans”, the list goes on and includes Julius Caesar, Mark Anthony and Gaius Octavian.

So pictorially it starts and what better place than King Nestors palace.

The beach from which visitors would have arrived to visit the King.

The view to the bay.

Nestor’s olive groves.

Here according to some is where the battle for Troy was planned by Nestor’s friend Odysseus (him of the Odyssey fame), Agamemnon battle King of the Mycenae, Achilles and Ajax names that rebound through history.

The palace these days is covered by a huge canvas sail and offers protection and shade for the palace and its modern visitors.

I have added the descriptions for those who want more information.

I spent a couple of hours here, sitting in the shade of the trees contemplating the consequences of the decisions made here and it’s impact on our history. If no battle for Troy then no Rome (survivors from Troy founded Rome). No Iliad no Odyssey what would Homer written of (by the way, that’s not Simpson)?

Shade and water so you can sit and contemplate.

On the Number 9 road you pass through Filiatra and come across this!

It honours the “Eiffel tower” but because it’s on the west coast of Greece I think it’s Blackpool tower but sunnier and warmer! xxx

Lost track of the days

Apparently I have been in Greece for over a week now and it just gets better and better. The staff in the hotel are marvellous and look after me tremendously well.

I have a regime which is to spend one day sightseeing the next relaxing (swimming at least 2Km and walking and my Fitbit accompanies me everywhere!).

But now it’s time for the pictures.

The view from my balcony.

The Hotel swimming pool. The only company I get is when the Swifts and Swallows swoop down to get a drink.

Kyparissia from the original part of town, below is just the new town and harbour.

In the evening further up the road is about five restaurants more on them later.

Now life starts to get interesting by the side of the castle is an unnamed road which just screams out “follow me” which I did (and as soon as I can get google maps sorted I will show you my route).

One of the ancient springs now delivering water to Kyparissia, with a new pump house being built.

Now in the mountains with no clue as to where I am and no worries either. Now for any Scottish readers take note. Those are what you call Thistles!

Local fauna just coming into bloom. Althea used in traditional medicine. Use of the plant are reflected in the name of the genus, which comes from the Greek althainein, meaning “to heal”.

The flowers and young leaves can be eaten, and are often added to salads or are boiled and fried. The roots and stem also secrete mucilage, which is used to soften the skin, and is used in cosmetic treatments.

A small hamlet surrounded by this wonderful foliage.

The views are amazing.

High amongst the clouds ( the only ones around).

Back in time for dinner, deep fried courgette.

Main course, fish. Don’t know type but tasty.

End result. Very nice.

Did not ask for dessert, but couldn’t refuse as it would be discourteous.

New shoe day as my Fitflops broke, all leather sandals, well worth €30 and the lady in the shop was brilliant. Once again thank you Google translate.

The view of the hotel from the beach.

I will leave you with another sunset. I never get fed up with this and look forward to seeing it every night. xx