We gave Metsovo another shot. This time on a Monday morning instead of Friday at noon. As we approached the town there was a herd of goats in the road after a sharp curve. A very aggressive "goat dog" ran right towards our car to warn me. He pretty much risked his life for those goats. I stopped in time. Impressive. The other day while driving in the Pindhos Mountains I saw a shepherd herding sheep with a motorcycle.
It was much less hectic in town today. We parked in the center and walked up and down the cobblestone lanes. It's a picturesque town but I'm glad we didn't spent the night here. Lots of natural beauty and hotels, tour busses and overpriced trinkets. I grabbed a Greek coffee while we waited for an art museum to open. It was nice, but the best part was a photo exhibit from the 60's and 70's. Wow, has this place changed in 50 years. Back then, old men still dressed like the guys in the changing of the guard in Athens.
We heard singing in the Orthodox church and poked our heads in. Was it another holy day? I didn't stick around to find out. It was about noon but we weren't hungry yet, so we pushed on to Kastoria for a new hotel and lunch.
MatkaajaGot to give credit to Deanne for making this one. A woman who ran the hotel in Kalambaka was very gruff and replied with "Of course!" To just about every question I asked. When she saw this painting in the museum she just had to.
Matkaaja
Got to give credit to Deanne for making this one. A woman who ran the hotel in Kalambaka was very gruff and replied with "Of course!" To just about every question I asked. When she saw this painting in the museum she just had to.
Matkaaja
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