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Resting today after yesterday’s adventure. We awoke this morning to see only two other boats in the harbor, besides local fishing boats. This is a gem of a spot. The water is pristine clean and clear to the quay and all the way down to the sand and rock bottom. There is a spectacular grotto a short distance from our anchorage. Marcelo has scouted out the grotto, an amazing cave, and miles of beach with a ‘showroom sampling’ of magnificent rock faces. The three of us head out for a dinghy tour of his finds.
tecnicas de ligar mujeres A ten-foot wide break in the rocks on the eastern side of the harbor leads to a long and meandering waterway that ends at sparkling blue green pool of crystal clear water. On the right there is a small cave with a swimmable entrance. A group of eight young Greek men have been resting here from their kayaking trip from one of the nearby beaches on the island. We all smile at each other. They kindly rustle up their high school English while we share our few Greeks words. One of the young men asks us to take a picture. The group jostles boats into position to include faces and kayaks. They paddle off with their “Thank you [s]” and our “Para Calo [s]” (You’re welcome) and “Have fun”. We are alone in the grotto. Lovely, lovely. What a moment! But it is soon interrupted by a small dinghy going way too fast for this shallow and narrow passage. We decide it is time to move on and head for the large double entranced cave on the west side of the entrance to the harbor. We slowly motor our dinghy inside the cave with its 20-meter high ceilings. The water is a silky blue and black and so clear that the underwater rocks seem closer than they are…except for one. Marcelo kindly suggests that he get in the water and Tom and I motor to the entrance. He will take our picture with the cave entrance framing us. This wonderful photo of Tom and I is taken about two seconds before our dinghy’s propeller hits a rock. Tom and I are shouting commands to each other, “Put it in neutral”, “Raise the engine” while, I am sure Marcelo is thinking ‘All they had to do was motor ten feet away! Luckily, the blade was not bent and the pin did not sheer. We did, however get a great picture.
fifty shades dating site The relief of no long term damage to the engine and the magic of where we were and what we were seeing brought about instant amnesia for our mini-mishap. We were off perusing the beaches and rock faces. We could hear the people on the shore clomping across the beautiful volcanic black pebbles of Mavra Volia Beach and watch young teens, boys trying to impress girls mostly, dive from a rock outcropping 15 meters to the sea. Each section of the beach has its signature look, varying in pebbles or stones and uniquely different rock faces, attracting patrons that seemed to match the individual environ. Of course, at the end of every beach there are some nudists. Generally, these bodies reflect no standards and the least appealing bodies belong to the greatest exhibitionists. Still, in one instance, a man’s nudity rendered the rock face behind him a haute d’art feel. Quite spectacular. Our dinghy tour was the best possible form of ‘joy riding’. Back to the boat to share photos on our computers and then went to dinner at Taverna Porto Emborious, a Lonely Planet recommendation and a step above most of the tavernas on the quay.
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Tom and I arrange for a car rental through Emporios Bay Hotel (Ormos Emporious Chios 82 102 Greece, Tel: +30 227 10 70 183, www.emporiosbay.com) just one street back from the harbor. It is a lovely family-owned and run apartment/hotel. It had a comforting atmosphere and even a pool. I met a few folks from Los Angelos, traveling with a Greek friend/family member, who knew the good spots and could speak the language. I asked them about the rooms and they gave a very good review.
see this site The goal is to travel to Nea Moni, a World Heritage Site in central Chios, then over to Chios Town and back around the southern half of Chios. We head north to Pyrigi and up through Mesta. In retrospect, I think Mesta deserved a better look with its two churches of the Taxiarhes (Archangels) and exhibit on Masticulture. Still, Tom and I must be time sensitive. Things close in Greece between 2 and 6 or 7pm and we wanted to visit the monastery here. For many years and still today, the island grows ‘mastic’ used to make gum. The Sultans back in the day of the Ottoman Empire (around 1453 to 1820…google it, check your history books) loved the mastic gum from Chios and the island benefitted greatly from that interest. During the 1820s, Chios staged an attack on the Ottoman Empire to gain their freedom. The Ottomans made an example of the island and a brutal slaughter followed. One third of the population was killed and almost two-thirds were sold into slavery.
http://waocubo.com/maljavka/6873 We arrive at Nea Moni, a monastery that is now a nunnery per The Lonely Planet Guide, an oasis with its tall cedar trees in the midst of a beige landscape dotted with olive trees. (Until this year, I always thought that Greece must have fresh water challenges. The landscape appears arid. Wherever I go, I ask this question, “Is water a problem?” The answer is the same, “No, we have lots of water, both shallow wells and artesian wells.” In every town, the graveyards are built with mounds above ground, testimony to the truth of this statement.) It is Monday and the monastery and the museum are CLOSED. No guidebook tells us this. A monk / priest walks the grounds and keeps the door to the courtyard open not to disappoint every unsuspecting tourist that shows up. Still, the Ossuary is open (where they keep the bones of monks and other special individuals honored with burial in the church). It is dramatic with its chest full of skulls. Apparently, during the retribution, more than 600 monks and approximately 2,500 men, women and children who sought sanctuary in the Monastery were killed here. We chat a bit with the priest who speaks “a little” English. He tells us that about 9 monks still come to this monastery. He recites their names to give us the total. We wander the grounds, take our photos and leave for Chios Town.
nouveau site de rencontre gratuit pour femme Every island has a footprint different from the last. Fires have been a problem on this island, and we do see a “watch station” to check for the next outbreak. We pass scorched trees in many areas. Earthquakes have broken the road and landslides are frequent. It is still a beautiful island…a survivor of difficult times. We arrive in Chios Town, home to half of the islands inhabitants. It is busy and crowded and we drive through quickly dodging motorcycles and autos that have an Italian-style wild abandon to their driving. Just outside the town we stop for lunch at Dionysus restaurant and enjoy a good meal with the pleasant service of our kind English-speaking waitress. We choose the restaurant because of the crowd. It turns out to be a Scandinavian Tour Group?? (Judging from our guess at the language) but we are still happy with our choice.
look at here Tom and I start our return drive to Emborios Port. We have massages at the Hotel from this lovely young woman who calls herself ‘Nancy’ but whose real name is ‘Anastasia’. She is a fabulous masseuse, who spent a half hour after I pay her, explaining different exercises to help my arm and shoulder and decrease headaches. I could not resist giving her a hug for her kindness and making sure to tell the hotel owner how lucky he is to have her working for them. I am a ‘new’ Rita! Dinner on the boat tonight. Marcelo makes an excellent spinach and anchovy pasta. The movie is a Chinese film called “In the Mood for Love”; each scene could be a framed painting. The story line is very good and it ranks around 230 on Imdb’s best 1000 movies.