I'd like to tell you we were up and at 'em and hit the road ready to go - but, we were not. It was another lazy morning of getting it together. Neil still feels pretty shitty. In some ways we have had no luck on the trip.
The plan was to head down to Koroni to visit the castle/fortress and then go to the beach out that way. It was about a 35 minute ride and as usual, the roads once in town did not disappoint. The get to be so small - but these weren't too bad. We got our way down into the town and then parking at the school - this was a secret spot and surprisingly, though it was packed, we found two spots.
We stopped at a pastry shop because someone needed the bathroom - you can guess who. The place was really good - so good, that we stopped on the way way back out of town as well.
While we waited for everyone we saw this maniac - I am not sure what the hell the purpose was of this - I mean it might have been cool in 1915 just before WWI - and it was probably that old, but why she thought people should be giving her money for cranking that thing was beyond me.
She didn't even have a monkey. If she had a monkey, that danced, I'd toss her a euro or two.
This is the dog Isla was petting until a car came zooming down the street.
We headed up to the fortress and saw a few things - one that Malcolm just couldn't pass up without a photo op.
I liked this because it looked like it was something bombed out from WWII though I am sure there was just a leak and it collapsed at some point.
Koroni is a pretty Greek town - the typical that you would see on the coast.
I'm guessing that this was the original church on the site - it definitely looked the oldest.
We sweated our way up to the fortress to walk around. What was cool is that there were private homes connected to the outside and inside of the walls. So we walked around to look and see what there was. There was a monastery and the two nuns who looked like they were left from this original picture harassed everyone to make sure their legs were covered. I don't care what anyone says, 5th from the right is a dude and he was probably making his way through the entire monastery during WWI rather than fighting.
It's not the Colosseum - but she leaves destruction everywhere!
We continued to walk around - Neil wasn't feeling great so we wrapped it up and grabbed some ice cream and then more pastries and headed back to the apartment.
We got back and got the kids on to netflix and I tried to nap while Jess went over to her parents' apartment. They decided that we were going to head to another beach - one with an aquapark - so off we went about 25 minutes down the road.
When we got there, it was so windy that we decided that they weren't going to go on the park. This decision was met with some complaints and whining but an end was put to that and we just went in the water to enjoy a swim. It was really very salty - and that was a bit of a surprise.
Point of reference for where we were.
On the ride home Neil says he has a banana peel and he was given the ok by someone to toss it out the window. Running with the assumption that something will eat it. Of course, the usual Mario Kart references follow. About five minutes down the road we see this guy and I say, "Holy shit, it's Donkey Kong! You should have saved the banana peel!" His motorcycle even had the skinny tires. I don't think the picture does it justice - he really was that much bigger than the bike - and when he got off he had this tight hairy beard and Cro-Magnon brow that made him look even more like Donkey Kong.
After some time down at the beach we headed back to get dinner. Quite possibly the longest dinner in the history of the world.
While we were waiting, the kids were trying to pet this cat. I am not sure how responsive he was. Then some people were walking by with their dog and Isla asked to pet it. The next thing you know, it's Wild fucking Kingdom! The dog is barking and then crying the cat is screeching and the dog's owner is also screeching as she is trying to get the cat off the dog. The cat is fucking shit up too. Eventually she gets the cat off but he doesn't care and starts moving towards the dog again - so she kick it square in the chest and then is yelling at it to get it away. The cat does not give a shit and thinks about going back in for round three or four but decides to slink away - giving her the stink eye as he did. That's him below - crazy eyes too - he was a bad mother....
Leroy Brown - The Baddest Cat in town!
Dinner - 8:15 ish - pizzas came out, pasta came out - but not the patty (veal) melt of the chicken (texas style burger). The second bottle of water didn't come either, so I took Malcolm and Isla home to get ready for bed. Neil said the food finally came at 10:20 ish and "it sucked," which is a bit of a surprise because the pizza was really good. I think he was just cranky. I'm not sure I get how they prepare the food - the amount of time was a bit ridiculous and it comes out in waves - but I guess culturally that's just how it's done or the kitchen is not that large. I will reiterate, my pizza was pretty good.
August 17, 2025
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