The main mission of this trip was to truly experience the local culture and see the things that the tourists in the resorts don’t. After today I can say, mission accomplished. After a 2nd visit to the gorgeous Dr. Vitt, Sally and I took off in our little blue death trap to the explore the opposite end of the island from where we were yesterday. It couldn’t have been any more different than what we saw yesterday. We started by heading up the hilly streets (if you can call them streets - they were more like tiled bike paths) of Platanias. We laughed our heads off as we found ourselves squeaking through alleys so narrow they made us grateful for our little clown car. We snaked our way back down to the main road and headed out to the end of the island. 
We drove through small towns with narrow busy streets and into high, isolated mountain villages. We stopped into a church we found along the way, (oh wait - that’s Momma’s and Papa’s song) but we did find a church high in the mountains with an attached cemetery that kind of made me feel like we don’t treat our dead with near enough respect. 
We took pictures from high up in the mountains of a war memorial. We walked with a Monk and he gave us a tour of a 16th century monastery.
We stopped in the middle of the highway to take pictures of goats standing in a tree and only got slightly lost once (except for the few minutes that we argued when Sally was sure we were going the wrong way down the mountain and I swore I recognized the village landmarks and she laughed and said they all looked the same).
To all my LDS friends, we even found a stake house.
When we got home Jay was roasting a rabbit on a spit. (It was not a cat, you people are sick). Tonight we are off to Athens on an overnight ferry to see the Acropolis. If only Judith Wagoner could see us now, her two OEA nerds tromping willy nilly around Greece!
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