Only three more sleeps...

Jez and Debs join us for dinner at the plane tree.

 It's been an action packed week for us and our guests who have one hundred and seventy three years between them, I hope I get the value from my pension that they have got from theirs!

Geoff and Pauline do the royal visit to Lesanda.

Thursday night last week, we had dinner out at the Plane Tree taverna in Kontarina.  As always the best of company was had with Deb and Jez and we hope you both have a great time back in the UK even though your intended departure last Sunday didn't happen due to the weather.



On Friday we took the "oldies" down to the marina to show off Lesanda to them.  Like true seafarers the crossed the gang plank onto the boat with no problem whatsoever but I don't think they'll be buying a yacht just yet.

Goats at Agios Ilias.

We had a trip to our old home village of Assos on the mainland on Saturday.  George and Mantha and several of the villagers were there to meet and greet us.  They all remembered Geoff from when we used to live there and were charmed by Aunty Pauline, as most people are.  I forget to take any pictures though as we were trying to reminisce all day.  The day was rounded off by a late afternoon walk down Preveza front and of course something to eat and drink.

Awaiting more food at Pomerdoro (Il Sepora as was).

  Sunday morning although overcast it was dryish.  So we desided to go and have a look at the lentil growing region up at Englouvi but of course half way through the trip the rain started and it really had no idea when to stop.

The mud creeping into Sivota bay.

The rain continued for over two days and at time was torrential with loads of thunder and lighten, really quite spectacular but unfortunately it washed away much of the good work done on Ray's road and overflowed the swimming pool dropping its temperature from 26 to 18 degrees.

And the pool overflowing.

 The soil and debris washed off from the land may Sivota bay look more like the Humber estuary for a while, never have we seen it looking so brown and dowdy.  This didn't stop us finding a way to go out for a meal at the Pomerdoro restaurant (formerly Il Sepora) in Nidri.  As always Spiro made a great fuss of us all especially the old folks we came away feeling much brighter despite the weather.

Sunshine again on a trip up the west coast.

View over Lefkas from the monastery of the prophet Ilias 

 Things began to clear up on Tuesday and by Wednesday the good old currant bun was back blazing in the sky and we showed them the west coast which in my mind is the best part of the Island although the sparsest population probably due to it being weather facing in the winters.  We saw a pod of dolphins probably around twenty or more of them playing down below us but as we were about a hundred feet or so above them the photo's don't pick them out.




Onwards up to the monastery of the Prophet Ilias which is right at the top of one of the highest peaks on the island something like 3304 feet according to Google earth, so over a kilometre high.  This height obviously afford spectacular panoramic views in all directions and with care can be driven too in the car with no walking needed.  I think Aunty was absolutely astounded by the trip and the scenery, something almost all visitors to the island fail to see from their sunbeds and beers.

In the Church admiring the view from 3304 feet.

Dinner at Kato Rahoula, (bottom of hill) restaurant, Nidri.

 Lunch in Englouvi today as we couldn't leave the car because of the rain when we visited the lentils, this time sunshine was the order of the day and eating Al fresco.

Lefkas is once more an island as the bridge opens.

View from the deserted village back to Lefkas town.

Geoff and Auntie P, promenading in Vonitsa. 

Out with Ian and David from Vafkeri on the evening to the place which used to be called the bridge just outside Nidri going up towards Vafkeri.  The name is now Kato Rahoula which roughly translated means bottom of the hill, which it is.

We were delighted with the place clean good menu which is somewhat different and better than most Greek tavernas and also with some more diverse dishes on offer.  It's the first time I have had escargot for donkeys years, and bloody good they were too!  Recommend it to anyone and certainly we'll be going back soon.

Today we've been onto the mainland across to Palairos via the deserted village for coffee's and then onward to Vonitsa for a light lunch before retuning to the island in time for Sandra to cook our evening meal, I'm skint all this eating out!

Good luck to Ray and Linda after your problems with the motor home and we'll see you Linda at Preveza on Sunday with luck and a following wind.