Did a lovely barefoot run on the beach this AM followed by a swim in the Aegean. The water was perfect, maybe 76 degrees. Then we headed to the Holy Monastery of the Great Meteora, built atop huge sedimentary spires.
The kitchen
The wine cellar
Mount Olympus
My globe trotting parents. Mom was especially proud of her yaya skirt and matching black socks.
The spires are quite sheer.
High above the valley floor.
Not exactly handicap accessible.
Truely magnificent.
Where do the monks go when they die? In a closet apparently.
A lovely setting.
Not surprisingly, we saw several rock climber scaling the cliff walls.
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