The next camp stop I will call
‘daytime-mosi-infested-creepy-place’, which is located nearby Patra. But first
I will mention the 51 degree heat of Olympia which we thought would be a good
cultural fun-stop en route. We managed a 2 minute walk down to the entrance of
the site but had to return to the air-con for fear of our vital organs MELTING.
Literally.
Later, we parked up at
daytime-mosi-infested-creepy-place and sighed a big sigh: it was definitely no
Navarino beach. As soon as we opened the doors mosis attacked us which was
totally uncalled for so we briskly walked towards the sound of the sea.
Unfortunately, this led to more sighing as weeds and rubbish washed up onto an
empty stony bay. We explored for a while, and then I saw a fat rat scuttle off
so that was the end of that. Blergh. I think I got about 30 mosi bites that
night, despite the Autan.
We were ready to escape the extraordinary
heat of Greece and boarded the (very delayed) nighttime ferry from Igoumenitsa
to Brindisi, Italy, with a massive tub of tsatziki and canned stuffed
vineleaves for dinner. A culinary delight! The van was directed to park next to
the ferry’s engine which was mega loud. I managed to sleep a bit somehow, but
Pete’s mistimed espresso shot left him very awake at the wrong hour. After
customs rooted around in our dirty laundry bag for various illegal items, we
drove off in the darkness we finally found Torre Canne, our next stop...
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