Welcome to Greece Day 29 to 32

We arrive in Rhodes, Greece, and Italy already feels like a dream behind us. We stay in the Old City of Rhodes which is very ancient where some of the first crusaders came in, so they built this walled city.

The stoned streets, and the atmosphere feels quite different from the rest of the Mediterranean countries we have traveled  the past  5 weeks.

Our first taste of Greece is this little family pub that made the best Greek food. We indulge in homemade Pita and Greek salads and the children had a variety of different  things including some classic foods the children like.

We meet an Austrailean Greek in the pub ( The Walk Inn) as well as a Texan women who live here now. He shares that while renovating his house and digging into the foundation he digs right into ancient Byzantine walls, that is a common scenario when building in the old city, for there is basically another city under the ground of this city (or more).

One afternoon we went to a public baths of Turkish origin, the building of which no one knows the date of origin and bathed as people did and still do - very relaxing - an element that should be re/introduced into Western society.

We spend our few days here seeing the things we came specifically to Rhodes for, the old City and then to Lindos to see the Acropolis of Athena, and then onto another ancient city (Kameiros) - there are 3 sites on island that predate BC, where the ruins were of an ancient City left in enough of an assembly to actually feel and picture this ancient civilization that lived and work and played here. Truly wonderous, we all enjoyed the ruins Of Rhodes.

We hit a few deserted beaches in our travels and saw olive orchards everywhere, as we have seen a lot in the Medateranean since Spain, but somehow Greek olive orchards have this incredible ancientness to them. Certainly many beautiful sites and the ocean is the most gorgeous deep blue, that epitomizes the Meditteranean.

Now the people of Rhodes we couldn't quite figure, they look at you with little expression and at times suspiciously, perhaps even curiosity.

The plane ride leaving Rhodes to Crete, or should we say our flight that got canceled and then we waited on standby  for the rest of the day to see if we get onto another plane was a cross between a comedy and horrror show. At one point the disorganization and laid back attitude of 'don't bother us', or each person you spoke to told you something different was a test of patience.

At one point Borys and I started singing the Beatles 'all you need is love' just to remind ourselves that there are all kinds of people in this world with different ways even if its not to our liking. All we could do after a while was laugh about it all.

This island was a cross between the good(Gorgeous place and not so Gorgeous), the bad and the ugly, but in the end loved it, but looking forward to Crete, for the Cretians are supposed to be the friendliest in Greece.