Off to the religious feast and festival at a tiny church on the oceanfront near an area that is called Kedros. The church is a tiny country church overlooking the Aegean. It was a short trip on the municipal bus and was left off at a gas station with a small road leading to the tiny whitewashed church. It is so small I wonder if more than 10 people can fit in! A lengthy service standing in the blazing heat. Bread was passed around to all in attendance. All were given a container of “yorti” which is buckwheat cooked with a bit of beef. What an event for a non-Greek. Not a tourist in sight. What a setting on a hill overlooking a turquoise-coloured ocean.
Headed off to the beach after buying a spanakopita (spinach and feta cheese pie). The beach was a town beach called Gagou with a disco playing cool music to the joy of the youth of the town having a great time. Not the most picturesque beach by Greek standards but the water was warm and clean. There were a few wrinkly older European women topless. Welcome to a beach with Germans! The snack bar had very reasonable prices and the vibe was very young. The long hot day caused a collapse at 22:00 and slept until 10:30 finally waking up feeling like a rested human being. Jet lag is the curse of transatlantic travel but it is your body telling you it needs time to adapt!