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                  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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