Category Archives: Greece

The liquid blue of summer

Blimey it’s getting cold here in the UK. I’m quite looking forward to the stillness and quiet of winter. But just before the summer recedes too far into the memory, a quick moment to go back to the pictures of summer and dig out the liquid blue of the sea. To help block out the cold. Imagine these vistas in 40C. Blissful!

A Cretan village

A Cretan village

 

Reflection of a yacht mast

Reflection of a yacht mast

 

St Paul's Church - 2000 years old

St Paul’s Church – 2000 years old. And look at the colour!

 

Same mast, different reflection

Same mast, different reflection

 

A Cretan beach and a Cretan view

A Cretan beach and a Cretan view

So goodbye to summer 2014. Let’s see what the winter can do!


The earth moved for me last night!

We’ve just got back from our Cretan holiday which ended not with a bang, but a damn good shake! 6.30am, just as I was leaping out of bed to do my 10k, and blimey I lost my footing as the house began to shake rattle and roll. Earthquake – a real one!

Samaria gorge rock formation

Samaria gorge rock formation

 

I drank coffee while the rumbling settled down and reflected on the fact that I was sitting on the join between 2 tectonic plates: Africa pushing up against Europe. Quite a weight from the South…

Upheaval amongst the rocks

Upheaval amongst the rocks

 

And that’s one of the reasons why there are so many gorges on the south side of Crete, of which the best known is Samaria. The earth gets shoved up and the rivers cut through the rock resulting in some extremely dramatic landscape.

 

The earth is moving

The earth is moving…

and bending and folding...

and bending and folding…

 

Now I love a good rock formation (check out these Hebridean Gneiss!), so I couldn’t stop taking photos in Samaria whilst the rest of the family marched on ahead. Look at the stuff. 20 million years of drama and movement frozen into rock. Ah, the earth was moving for me. Awesome stuff!

Homage to a rock.

Homage to a rock.

 

 

 


Tourist tit and tat

It’s amazing what catches your eye when you’re on holiday. And frankly, it’s quite amazing what’s out there to catch your eye! It took me a while to realise what these were (i.e. bottle openers – look more closely…). Lucky I had my iPhone and Hipstamatic to make the most of the opportunity…

Cocks

 

The thing about an iPhone is you start snapping everything, even your dinner. It all becomes a bit obsessive.

Bit of bream

Bit of bream

But I do like the Hipstamatic app. It gives the pictures a slightly different feel – snaps with a bit more attitude…

This is a shop...

This is a shop…!?!

And having started with male members, it’s only fair to finish with the fairer sex. Again, hipstamatically snapped.

A piratess!

A piratess!

 

 

 

 

 


It’s all Greek to me…

“TOTES-AMAZE-BALLS!” said the young whippersnapper.

Well, that’s one way to describe a cocktail, and once I’d worked out that this was a compliment, I made sure I ordered myself one. After all, when in Rome…

…except this was Greece. Time for a short break, thanks to a wedding on the beach, bit of sun, swim, and touristy mayhem, to lighten an English summer.

The Happy Couple

The Happy Couple

I love a good wedding – everyone is so happy! And smiley! And that was true for this occasion, personified by the most smilingly gorgeous bride I have ever come across (apart from Mrs P, of course). The new Mrs Lock simply beamed. Happiness radiation. Doug (aka Mr Lock) is a lucky man, he will be kept forever warm by her smile.

the happy couple, being happy!

the happy couple, being happy!

Smiling is contagious (as are those cocktails)!

Smiling is contagious (as are those cocktails)!

he'll catch on when he gets older

he’ll catch on when he gets older

girls get it

girls get it

that smile didn't fade one iota the whole day...

that smile didn’t fade one iota the whole day…

But back to the Greek sayings…. Having learnt how to compliment a cocktail by a youngster we needed to introduce some language of our own (to show we weren’t too decrepit to communicate with all the twenty-somethings.) Luckily this is where having teen children, who constantly speak in jargon, is useful. So, navigating around the island in the hire car I was “on it, like a car bonnet”. Diving into the beautiful sea from the side of our boat was as delightful as “jam on toast”. I rest my case, I can talk as much utter nonsense as the rest of them….

Shipwreck beach

Shipwreck beach

The blue caves

The blue caves

lunchtime view

lunchtime view

the young ones

the young ones

Can't resist a boat on a beach...

Can’t resist a boat on a beach…

Mind you, I did have a blond moment. On a small dirt road our progress was halted by a flock of goats. “Look at the cojones on that one!” I exclaimed in shock and awe. To much mirth from the 3 ladies in the back of the car who gleefully pointed out that I was looking at a female goat and had got my anatomy mixed up…. Blond moment number two belonged to another whippersnapper. Surrounded by yet another beautiful olive grove she wondered out loud how it was that the locals extracted the olive oil from the leaves of the trees…

Fancy a game?

Fancy a game?

Our local beach

Our local beach

The best phrase of the weekend also went to one of the ladies. As the hire car struggled to get up the hill, slowing and fading fast, it was apparent that then engine couldn’t cope with the weight… “Think skinny!!!” she shouted, and amazingly, the car perked up and the engine soared. The power of positive thinking – clearly a result of all that smiling… A thought I shall hold onto as we returned from 36 degrees in Zakynthos to 16 degrees in Gatwick… Bring on the summer!

The Wedding Bower

The Wedding Bower – good luck to the Locks!