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| Mystras |
As soon as we reached Mystras, we were greeted by an overly enthusiastic "tour guide" who spent most of the time advertising hand-soaps for a local shop we had passed on the way there. We did manage to get some interesting facts from Wikipedia after the man got the hint and left. After half an hour. The only things he mentioned to us was how it was very very old. And very very beautiful. Which we could all see, of course. The rocks were rough from the constant precipitation and there were a lot of ancient paintings with the paints chipped off. It had the charming feel of what I'd imagine Italy to be like. Charming old buildings surrounded by shrubs to give it the feel that it was plucked right out of the scene in Verona.
Jordan spent the next half hour telling us about all the historical significance of the town. Apparently it got mistaken as Sparta once before during the Ottoman Empire and then got restored in 2011. She kept on reading facts like, "it experienced a period of prosperity cultural flowering" or how this bloke, William of Villehardouin, ruler of "Frankish Principality of Achaea" captured "Monemvasia" the "last remaining Byzantine outpost on the Morea" in the 1200's. I kept on hearing the words "Ottoman Turks" and "Byzantine", so I supposed they played a role in the building's history. It also experienced a "golden age" and "attracted artists and architects of the highest quality". One truly interesting fact, though. It was the second most important town in the Byzantine Empire. The first being, of course, Constantinople, the capital.
(Note: Mystras has walls. The first being named "Chora" and the second "Kato Chora". The cathedral of Sparta was taken to Mystras and that was why it became the capital of Moreas from approximately 1450 - 1550. There was a philosophic school there in 1400. It's rulers were Emmanuel Kantakouzenos- 1348 to 1380, Matthew Kantakouzenos- 1380 to 1383, and Demetrios Kantakouzenos, 1383 to 1384, Theodor I- 1348 to 1407, Theodor II - 1407 to 1443, and Constatinos Paleologos- 1443 to 1449. In 1825, Albanian Turks slaughtered the population and abandoned it until it formed the part of the first Greek state.)
The Temple of Artemis Orthia was important to Sparta in the way of religion. Apparently that's what the brochure said. It was from a stall that close to the ruins, and their products were way overpriced. Not to mention that their customer service was severely lacking. We bought only one brochure and shared it among the five of us.
Apparently it had been built more than two thousand years ago and the other four got bored after less than half an hour. There were some interesting facts. Apparently young boys got flogged for initiation rites, and they also had steal cheeses to get flogged. Another version of the story was that they were beaten at the altar while a priestess stood by holding Artemis' statue. Huh. Apparently, in Sparta, you had to get flogged to get accepted in Sparta's society.
Orthias was the goddess of salvation and fertility and then vegetation. Later, it was connected to Artemis and there lots of bloody spectacles during the Imperial Period. Apparently, Artemis Orthia was also associated with the education of the Spartan children under 13. There was also a smaller temple below it which was almost three thousand years old.
We decided to visit the coffee bar that was attached to the hotel. The meal we claimed as "brunch" as we wouldn't be getting a decent meal for the rest of the day. I'd seen scones in there topped with goat cheese or whatever Spartan addition there was. We managed to grab a few scones, cookies, and slices of cakes. The coffee shop was obviously trying to mimic Starbucks. When Abby Googled the Starbucks menu, they had just about everything, plus the oatmeal and chicken salads, which Olivia and Jordan got. They had added goat cheese and olives for a Greek tang to it, but it was just chicken salad, in my opinion. I was the type of person who splurged on junk-food, and had two chocolate scones plus a slice of pound cake along with "Tsoureki" to satisfy my sweet tooth. It was basically sweet bread formed into braids and it tasted amazing. It was fresh out of the oven and very soft and fluffy, yet chewy at the same time. It was so great that I bought another two for the bus and train rides to Patras. Hailey was trying for a cultural feel of things and got "Paximathia" which was whole wheat and chickpea.
Bus
We changed buses to get into Katakolon, where our next site was located at. The bus was a small bus, and we didn't have to pay with money. We had gotten the round trip tickets so all we had to do was show the driver the slips of paper and she let us on. There weren't any seating arrangements on there. Lots of people wanted to go to Katakolon, so we had to wait in a line for a bus to arrive. Sort of the like the buses from the mall to the state fair. We all managed to find seats together because we were the first ones on the bus. We all talked to each other about seeing another city on the way there, and swapped information about how we spent the bus ride to Olympia.
There were very cheap tours around the building. Our tour guide was a grandfatherly figure who cared deeply about what he was telling us. He told us about the alarm clock, the automatic doors, and the movable theaters of ancient Greece. It was surprising how many of our modern technological improvements were so similar to those in the ancient times. The ancient Greeks even made robots and analog computers! There were 300 operating models and we got to see them all before leaving. Some, though, were ruined by time and the museum had had to make models of them or else explain them. The example drawings seemed to be carved from limestone, and they showed how Plato had thought of the alarm clock. Things like that. It was interesting in the way that it made you stand back and say, "Huh. I didn't know that." However, the tour guide seemed to have developed a cough so we left early to get a feel of the city while we could.
Katakolon Cruise Port
While none of us can claim to be fisher women, the port was beautiful. The waters were gray and we had stayed there long enough to see a cruise ship sail by with passengers eager to get on dry land. Then we decided it was getting late and took the bus back to Olympia.
The five of us didn't talk much on the way back to Olympia. We were all disappointed that we couldn't see the city, but we had a train to catch at three thirty and it took five minutes to get there. We didn't have time to explore Olympia, so we just tried to get as much out of the city as we could staring outside the windows.
The train ride there was tiring. I was sandwiched between two strangers, but they didn't give me the same nasty looks as the old woman. One was a seven year old boy who was sleeping, to the relief of his mother a seat back. Then there was another child to the right of me, around twelve or so, who kept on watching videos on Netflix like Harry Potter. Her mother was sitting in the row in front of us and she was sleeping. I was staring outside the window at the scenery the whole time and eventually I fell asleep.
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| The Pool |
Astir Hotel
We went to the hotel Jordan had booked online first. We needed the rest before the winery tour. The only reason we'd agreed to it was because we had nothing to do. It took a good chunk of money from our budget, but it was better than going back to the US and admitting that we'd let a good three hours go to waste.
Some of us took showers while the rest just stared dully at the windows, finding ourselves with less energy than before the five hours of sitting on a bus. At least, that was what I felt like. There was a pool, but not of us felt like swimming when the sun was about to set.
Caravel Patisserie (Food)
Caravel Patisserie (Food)
There was a really famous place in Patras called Caravel Patisserie. It was actually the only part of the day I'd been looking forward to the whole trip. There were lots of tourists in there, and we had a hard time finding seats. We managed to snag an empty one by the door and we got pelted by the cold whenever the door opened. It was freezing in Patras.
The shop sold ice creams and pastries, which Jordan and Abby didn't think counted as a full dinner, so they went to some of the grocery stores and bought salads and soups to get their daily doses of vitamins. Olivia and I had no such qualms and ordered masses of ice creams.I got Yogurt Maragkougia, which was basically ice cream mixed with yogurts and fruits. When I finished that one, I also go Stratsiatela, which was vanilla ice cream with dark chocolate. Olivia got Creme Brulee something that looked like caramel vanilla, that she said tasted fabulous.The breads were also amazing, really fluffy in the inside while the outside was coated with chocolate. At least that was what my Brioche chestnut tasted like. Even Jordan couldn't resist and got some Brioche cookies, which was a crispy biscuit coated with chocolate. Hailey was in between and finally settled for eating the rest of Jordan's salad while munching on the two types of Brioche.
Achaia Clauss Winery (Culture)
The shop sold ice creams and pastries, which Jordan and Abby didn't think counted as a full dinner, so they went to some of the grocery stores and bought salads and soups to get their daily doses of vitamins. Olivia and I had no such qualms and ordered masses of ice creams.I got Yogurt Maragkougia, which was basically ice cream mixed with yogurts and fruits. When I finished that one, I also go Stratsiatela, which was vanilla ice cream with dark chocolate. Olivia got Creme Brulee something that looked like caramel vanilla, that she said tasted fabulous.The breads were also amazing, really fluffy in the inside while the outside was coated with chocolate. At least that was what my Brioche chestnut tasted like. Even Jordan couldn't resist and got some Brioche cookies, which was a crispy biscuit coated with chocolate. Hailey was in between and finally settled for eating the rest of Jordan's salad while munching on the two types of Brioche.
Achaia Clauss Winery (Culture)
There were free rum cakes, which was nice. Apparently, as they had a lot of vineyards, which they kept lit at night, for the tours. The whole vineyard smelled like leaves. There weren't a lot of grapes because the harvest season was in Autumn, our tour guide explained. She showed us the tiny green grapes and dared us to taste it, which I did. It was so sour that I wasn't paying attention for the next part of the tour. I was too busy washing the taste from my mouth.They kept huge vats for the wine. That's what the second segment included, where the tour guide I wasn't very excited, though. She, our tour guide, did mention that some of them had been sitting in here for twenty years, waiting to be placed in bottles to be sold for extremely high prices. She showed us the most ancient date, September 14, 1950, and said that it would be harvested after another twenty years. Their most famous wines, she explained, were the red wines, and then listed every single wine type that they had sold the previous year. After that was the alcohol tastings. I wasn't very excited, though. The only alcohol I'd seen was cooking wine. They put them in tiny paper cups and were lecturing us about the aroma and how the sweetness collided perfectly with the tartness of it. I gave Abby the free tastings and was counting down the seconds to nine thirty, when the tour ended. I could tell the guide was doing the same thing. We were the last tour of the day.
























