Our lazy days in Sounio continue. We spent the morning swimming
and playing on the beach. For lunch we drove around to the port
of Lavrio, we're meals are a little bit cheaper than the resort
we're staying at. The buffets are incredible, breakfast is
included and kids eat free for dinner but I still think 40 euros
for us adults
is a bit steep since it doesn't even include drinks. Still,
the view of Poseidon's Temple on the hill is incredible and it
feels quite secluded here with the national park right up the
hill.
I just finished a meeting with a company we're doing an
integration with in Mountain Time, so 9 hours earlier in their
day than we are here in Greece. There are crickets singing as
I type this and the Temple is lit beautifully across the bay.
The world really is just a pale blue dot. Tiny. I'm sitting a
few kilometers across the bay from a structure built 2500 years
ago discussing API docs for the implementation. Seamlessly.
It's a dream I've had since I was a kid. Home is everywhere
and nowhere. I miss the warm embrace of Southern US humidity,
but even Maxwell recognized the similarities between California
and Greece. This is a place we've never been and yet it's home.
The limestone with it's caves and sinkholes feels like
Tennessee and the ancient settlments therein could be Mesa
Verde in Colorado.
The sea urchins here are black rather that the Pacific Coast
purple ones I'm used to. Limpets, snails and hermit crabs are
the same though. It's odd to climb down sandstone/conglomerate
cliffs to tidepools forms in pumice and marble though. And
beautiful. The kids boat plans have only gotten bigger since
we've been here. The yacht culture is strong. The resort has a
bay for mooring and we see boats come and go all day and night.
I can't help feel a bit like Steve Martin in Dirty Rotten
Scoundrels. It must be some sort of scam to be here right?
It's not, of course. Greece is no more expensive than Florida
once you're here. Both have good seafood. Greece has better
wine. Florida has better wildlife (manatees are pretty
impossible to beat). Travelling off season you see a lot of old
people and families with small children in both. Here they just
mostly speak German. Or French. Or Russian.
Tomorrow we're planning to drive to Sparta and then stay at an
AirBnB in Kalamata.
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