Greece is only about the size of Alabama. We limited our short visit to the mainland, but Greece has so much that we failed to experience. I doubt I'll ever make it back there. The world is big, and I'm getting old enough that international travel is starting to make me grumpy. But we didn't visit a single Greek island, and we missed Mt. Olympus altogether.
You could spend a long and meaningful life just exploring this historic and beautiful country.
We spent our last full day at a seaside Airbnb in the village of Xiropigado--in the southern region of the country known as the Peloponnese. After a week in-country, I was finally beginning to express some very basic thoughts in the difficult Greek language. Ironically, I studied ancient Greek at the master's level in divinity school, and it did help me to sound out words in the Greek alphabet, but little else. This vacation was more about adventure than rest...and adventure is never far from him who wanders from the beaten track in Greece. See "Greece, Part 8."
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