You want photos of Mistras? You really should for it is truly an amazing place but patience dear friends, let me first tell you about our journey there. The Mrs was in charge of logistics....yes, I know, but I am a feminist so I did not kick up a fuss.
And so it was decided that we would take the older road from Kalamata to Mistras which is about 60 kilometres door to door. The Mrs informed me that it would take an hour and a half.
You are 'avin' a bubble I proclaimed it is me driving not my father. Thankfully my father was some years ago told very firmly by his offsprng that his driving days were over. Folks who drive at 15 miles and hour, mostly on the correct side of the road may not have accidents but they cause them. The Mrs insisted she was correct.
Ninety minutes later after about fifteen thousand million hairpin bends through the mountains I had to concede that she had been right all along. As a vertigo sufferer I don't always find these roads the most pleasant to drive but I guess with all my trips in the area around the Greek Hovel I am getting used to it. Next time we might perhaps take the newer road.
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