Showing posts with label Greece. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Greece. Show all posts

Friday, 6 April 2012

Greek Islands - hopefully part 1 ;)


Greece. I know they have huge economic and social problems right now, protests, reforms, debts, etc. But they’re not the only ones. And it’s not Greece that I managed to touch a bit three years ago.

Three years ago we went to Greece with a tiny baby. We spent a week in the Olympian Riviera, enjoying ourselves and relaxing a lot, which I tried to describe a bit here.

I’ve already mentioned that we went on two trips when in Greece. One was to Dion (generally speaking). How about the other one? Well, the other one was totally different. Much more relaxing and laid-back. Much more summer-like. Much better for a trip with a baby!

It was a cruise to Skiathos. Skiathos one of the islands of Sporades Islands. So totally different from the mainland. White houses with orange roofs. Clear water. Lots of pine trees. So many different beaches. And by different I mean really different. Especially in sand colour and water colour. Sand can be either yellow with bits of gold (silica effect), or almost white, or grey. Or there can be rocks instead of sand. And water… From almost white to dark green. Indescribable. Marvellous.

The ferry to Skiathos left from a small harbour of Achillio near Volos and took some time to get to the island. We had a lot of fun on the way though. Captain Costas is a real treat. Let’s just say that music, dancing and metaxa were involved ;) Unfortunately I couldn’t drink because I was breastfeeding but I could dance and sing and have fun! Which I did. For some time our lil’ boy was also involved in the madness and then, when he got totally tired, we put him to sleep on one of the benches inside and one of us was watching him all the time. In turns, of course.

When we got to Skiathos and left the ferry for a bit, we were walking around the town and ate lunch in one of many restaurants or tavernas there. Then we hopped on the ferry again and off we went towards one of the most beautiful beaches I have ever seen – Koukounaries. It’s a beach under a sort of umbrella of pine trees. The sand is full of silica which shines in the sun creating the impression that there are bits and pieces of gold in the sand (and in water as well). Really amazing. And the water is sooo warm. Of course, we did bathe in it. All three of us.

I love the smell of the pine trees. And I really enjoyed the trip to Skiathos. Well, the whole trip to Greece was amazing. We’re getting back there one day. To visit the main tourist spots. And to relax. We know already we can do it there. And I want to visit Santorini one day. That’s a must! 


 Captain Costas and metaxa! Party time!
 Here's where they filmed the beginning of 'Mamma Mia'!
 The viewpoint









 The colours...


 Koukounaries beach






 A boat on a boat

 Sunset on the way back to Achillios



 

Wednesday, 4 April 2012

Visiting Greek gods


I’ve already mentioned that we visited Greece almost three years ago, when our son was just a baby. When we were planning our wedding day, we decided that it was my husband-to-be who was going to choose our honeymoon destination. And not tell me about. However, he started work right before the wedding and was unable to take a couple of days off so we decided to postpone the honeymoon trip. And soon afterwards, to our great happiness, we found out that I was pregnant. And that opened a totally new chapter in our lives.  

Longing for holidays and some change in life, on the spot, we chose to go to Greece for a week right after our first wedding anniversary. Why Greece? Because that was supposed to be our honeymoon destination. And somehow it was, simply later in time. And with an additional passenger.

People were really astonished at the fact that we decided to take a baby with us, to change the climate so drastically. The difference in temperatures was about 15-20 degrees, so a lot.

But you know what? It was perfect! Arturek was sleeping most of the time. For once, babies sleep a lot. And probably, high temperatures did their bit as well. An adult is usually tired when it’s too hot, not to mention a baby.

And we had time to sunbathe, to bathe in the warm sea, to go for walks, to rest, to re-charge batteries. 

Which part of Greece did we choose? And why? We chose to go to the Olympian Riviera. People kept telling us that there were much fewer tourists there than in Chalkidiki. And we thought that we wanted to rest in a quiet place. And we thought that it would be much better for our lil’ boy. You know, no nightlife around so that he could sleep at night easily (he wasn’t waking up at night at that time anymore). We stayed in Korinos (or Korinos Beach?), Katerini, Pieria. Korinos is only 5 km from Paralia, which we visited twice in the evenings. Korinos Beach is just a couple of hotels and camp sited situated right next to the beach. Nothing else. Paralia is a small town, full of hotels, shops, a promenade, and a very rich nightlife. And is famous for furs! Natural furs, if somebody likes it. We were seriously wondering who needs furs in Greece when it’s so hot there. But I haven’t been there in winter. Maybe it does get colder? Maybe due to the closeness of the mountains?

We chose Hotel Anais. Not too big, very cosy, with it’s own little pool and a playground for kids. Rooms were tidy, each had a balcony with a table and chairs (we spent most of the evenings and mornings on the balcony, watching the sunrise or listening to the music played in the nearby bar), beds were comfortable. It was really nice. Food was very good. There was some misunderstanding about our room so that we couldn’t get one with a crib, so we got a three-person-room in a quiet part of the hotel. Just perfect. Simply, there were no problems that they couldn’t solve on the spot. I really enjoyed the hotel. Early breakfast or late suppers, when we were coming back from all-day trips were no problem as well. Everything waiting for us. Just perfect.

We enjoyed bathing in the sea, really warm one I must say, especially in comparison to the Baltic Sea. We loved the sweet and delicious fruit. We loved Greek ice-creams (well, not as tasty as Italian gelato, but really delicious). We liked the space. The open space. Like being in the middle of nowhere. And the view of the mountains, being right there, next to us, as if protecting us, keeping an eye on us.

We decided to go on two trips when in Greece. Travelling with a baby has its drawbacks and not being able to see everything you’d like to see is a really big one. I can’t remember exactly which of the trips was first, but I’m going to mention one of them here and the other one some other time.

We went to see the archaeological site in Dion. One of the oldest places and the newest (in terms of being discovered) in Greece. A beautiful place, a great portion of Greek history. And a very demanding place. It’s like a dessert. Hardly a place to hide from the burning sun. After some time we felt like being on a frying pan and having no place to run. And our boy first crying then sleeping on my hands. I couldn’t feel my hands when we got back to the bus ;) But that’s a different story. Then, from Dion, we went high into the mountains (Mount Olympus). Hadn’t it been to high humidity, the views could have been spectacular. And they were just nice. Whole Riviera down there, below us. And it was sooo pleasantly cold up there. Well, not cold. It was simply warm. Warm, not hot! A huge difference ;) And then we went to Litochoro, at the foot of Mount Olympus, to walk the gully of the Enipeas River through which Greek gods were coming down to Earth. I must admit we were totally exhausted after this trip. But it was worth it. I regret that we couldn’t hear the whole story told in Dion, but when shushing our boy we had to move to the side in order not to disturb the others. And we didn’t reach the end of the gully. Yup, we were already way too tired. After climbing the steep hill to get to the beginning of the gully, and then walking for some time, we were out. We stayed put and enjoyed the views. As simple as that. But, somehow, I don’t regret not reaching the end. It was pretty enough where we decided to stop.

 My itchy feet ;)

 Road to Paralia
 View from our balcony

 Sunset - I know you can't see it, but there's my husband with the pram in the picture ;)






Another colourful sunset
 The archaeological site in Dion














 View from the mountains (viewpoint at 944 metres above sea level)

 View of Litochoro

 The gully