This morning we berthed in Katakolon which is a port looking over Ionian sea.
It is also the gateway to Olympia, where the ancient Greeks used to flock every four years, for more than a thousand years, to celebrate the sacred games dedicated to Zeus.
Above: The Corinthian columns that collapse during an earthquake a long time ago.. (I can’t remember! 1000 years maybe)
Our tour was Ancient Olympia and shopping – which was good, as we haven’t had much free time during all
these tours to buy souvenirs.
The tour was total chaos (English and Spanish all in together)– but as Marisa use to say the Italians are Lovers not Organisers.
But we had a laugh in a tourist shop where the salesperson was spruiking her wares in the loudest Greek/Australian accent.
We correctly guessed she was from Melbourne.
The weather has warmed up and the sea and sky are blue and calm again.
We lay in the lovely sun on the deck and got warm, then hot, then too hot.
I’ve been indulging in the types of drinks that have a paper umbrella stuck in them,
Grahams been indulging in lots of alcohol free beer.
Until next time, 
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