-Randomly helping farmers in Transylvania
-Typical Saxon village in Transylvania, now mostly inhabited by Gypsys. Complete with Soviet schoolhouse.
Fortified towers in most old Romanian towns
Away from Romania, and my final look at the Danube. The nucelar city of Ruse, Bulgaria, ahead.
Protests in Sofia
The night it got violent at the protests
politicians trying to flee in a bus. Windows getting smashed, police starting to get violent as well.
Some of the final scenes before most people started leaving
My first camping spot in Greece.
Old Roman forum in Thessaloniki
Kastoria, on my way to the Rainbow Gathering on mount Gramos
Home for a month at Rainbow
Putting on our proud faces atop one peak of Gramos
My Rainbow staff, forever sitting on that peak above the Rainbow camp… Until it falls, of course.
Last Rainbow sunrise.
Hermitages in Meteora
Cave church in Meteora
One of… twelve, I believe, monasteries in Meteora
Skulls of dead monks. One of which is supposed to smell of roses.
My first beach sunrise in Greece.
Old signs, like old friends.
Our friend George on the beach in Litochoro. Fed us maybe 300 euros worth of octopus and was very much the image of a hospitable Greek.
A dog (that I swore I saw all the way down at the beach), that followed people randomly up to the top of Olympus. Just another stray wandering about.
Old monastery on Olympis. Destroyed by the Nazi’s but finally being rebuilt.
Cave church on Olympus.
Just another dog to play with.
Abandoned summer shacks we took over in Kokkino Nero.
Byzantine Bridge above Kokkino Nero
Many of the houses in Kokkino Nero are built around the old trees, one of the main things I liked about that town.
We fortified our shacks against heavy lightning storms.
Just another beach friend.
Bunker complex on the way to Volos.
Abandoned home on Pilion, near Volos.
So many old trees on Pilion. Such beautiful forests.
Early 1900’s sanitarium near our camp on Pilion.
The sanitarium church in remarkably good condition.
Cave dog with puppies near our Pilion camp
Where we are now. Horefto, near Zagora… Still on Pilion.
Another abandoned beach shack. This one with stocks of rice and pasta.
Our beach cat… One of many, but this one is the best.
OK, so, those were a few pictures from Romania to here in Greece. A bit hard to choose from so many, and others are on a memory card that is screwing up a bit, so I will have to solve that before I can get at them.
It was nice taking the time to go over all those somehwat recent memories. I have been through a fair number of places since even Romania, and met many people. Christmas is not TOO far away, and like last year, it has me thinking of family, mainly, but also of all the people I have met since I began my trip, a year and… 3 some-odd months ago. Time seems to fly for me, though looking back on where I have been and whop I have met, it seems ages ago already, and almost as if I am already a different person from before. Always changing, hopefully for the better!
We have been sitting on yet another beach here in Horefto for almost two weeks. This seems to be what we do best, hah. The weather still allows for swimming, though it is getting noticeably colder. The nights are not freezing, getting to around 10 celsius now. For a Canadian it is ok, but when we finally get off our asses, it is South as usual. Our trio is due to split soon, as the others eventually head back home for Christmas, and being that I am half a world away from home, I shall just keep doing what I am doing, and keep living life as it comes.