Wednesday 28 September 2011
We slept soundly in our snug little space behind the bamboo break at Camp Chrissa. The view from the camp restaurant terrace was stunning: the valley below Delphi was carpeted with olive trees, so many it's truly hard to describe, with the sea beyond.
After showers and some tinkering with our engine, we headed down the hill to the little town of Nafpaktos where we found Vasilis a young pharmacist who gave us an eye medicine for Nicole’s second bout with pink eye. He wasn't too hard on the eyes himself, and when we started talking about music he ran back to the storage room and grabbed his guitar to show us. "I am never without it" he said. Digs the blues. When asked why Nicole might be susceptible he replied that some people are sensitive to the sea water in their eyes and maybe goggles would help. We thanked him and headed on to the ferry port of Igoumenitsa.
We had a lovely picnic lunch of leftover spaghetti and bread at a coastal goat herders shack, or just below it near the water. We then continued on over the spectacular cliffs overlooking an endless carpet of deep blue before entering the harbor. We checked to see when our ferry would be coming in the next evening and after learning that it was indeed scheduled for the time we had been told, we went in search of a campsite. We briefly chatted with a German backpacker who echoed our sentiments when she said,”I’ve been traveling with my boyfriend whom I thought I knew before but now I know him REALLY well.”
We had a lovely picnic lunch of leftover spaghetti and bread at a coastal goat herders shack, or just below it near the water. We then continued on over the spectacular cliffs overlooking an endless carpet of deep blue before entering the harbor. We checked to see when our ferry would be coming in the next evening and after learning that it was indeed scheduled for the time we had been told, we went in search of a campsite. We briefly chatted with a German backpacker who echoed our sentiments when she said,”I’ve been traveling with my boyfriend whom I thought I knew before but now I know him REALLY well.”
The beach just outside of town was gorgeous, and the birds must have been feasting on mosquitoes because they were swooping into a thicket of trees and making an awful racket. We chose a free camping space close to a beach bar and after another home-cooked dinner we went to bed. Almost. The “SWAT team” (pun intended) had to finish off a few intruders, then we fell asleep.
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