Antiparos, Greek Islands
On the way back we visited the ancient kastro that has a quaint but neglected mix of houses, some inhabited but others abandoned and crying out for refurbishment. There were some little shops and a folk lore museum that didn’t take long to look around and by mid morning it was time for a first mythos of the day and after that we ambled back to the hotel for a swim in the pool and a drink on the terrace.
Have Bag, Will Travel 
I like the details in your photo, Andrew.
janet
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Thanks Janet, I appreciate that!
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As I was scrolling down I saw the blue paint falling off the wall. That’s Greece. I was right. So I thought I’d tell you a little story about a Greek, a building, and the Irish. Seeing as how you worked in local government. True story. A Greek friend of mine is an Architect. He likes designing round buildings. When he finished his degree he went to Ireland to do his articles or whatever it’s called in Architecture. So he designed a small office building in Dublin or Belfast (I don’t recall which but it was one of the two.) The building was circular. The council approved the building permit with one proviso. (The front wall must be parallel with the street.” He has the permit framed and on the wall in his office. (PS I should have married his sister)
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Sorry Andrew, Had a Greek girl friend. Should have married her. Any post about Greece sets my mind a wandering. So I won’t read it. `See you again tomorrow. Serious.
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I understand! I had a Greek girlfriend once whose name was Athena (Tina) Angelis. She had jet black hair and olive eyes. I was about 16 and completely in love!
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sixteen and you were just silly. 35 was serious.
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