Holy Macaroni, the Corinthian Canal

Our night in Agios Theodoroi, was tranquil and the Greek salad we ordered had the most amount of Kalamarta olives, I had to leave some.

Brett endeavouring to get his bike organised.

The Corinthian canal is spectacular. But from the other bridge, ours was particularly boring. You can see the other bridge in the photo.

Still devastation from the wild fires last summer
Cherry Blossom we could be in the Alpujarra region of Spain.

High up we rode/with ramps of 15 to 18% our tongs hanging out. Our one solace was knowing that once up there was only down toll the end of day. 800 meters up, then plunging down along sweeping roads with views 😲 into Napflio.

We wandered the streets of Napflio drinking in the rare atmosphere.Brett persuaded me to walk the 999 steps to the castle, nearly causing me to have a heart attack; we are both showoffs and whizzed past all other tourists walking up. It was tough.

Then a small burger and home to bed. No stupid brioche buns here. But way too much for me. Its embarrassing how much weight I have put on so far this trip.

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