Written by Linda Kaye on January 8, 2001 From journal Greece- Following in Aristotle's Footsteps The drive took us mainly along the shor...
Written by Linda Kaye on January 8, 2001
From journal Greece-Following in Aristotle's Footsteps
The drive took us mainly along the shoreline of the Aegean Sea, but at times led us into mountainous area. One of our overnight stops was in Leonidion, a beautiful, quaint mountain village with one very narrow main street. Every house in Leonidion had a red roof. We stayed at a small Pension (approximately 6 rooms on the upper floor) with a restaurant on the ground floor. The rooms were incredible; almost everything was made of marble, the floors, walls, counters, etc. Each room had its own bathroom. After settling in, we went downstairs to the restaurant for dinner. However, the menu was entirely in Greek (of course) and the proprietor did not speak any English. He invited us into the kitchen, where he uncovered each pot of food that had been prepared so that we would choose what we wanted by simply pointing. The service was excellent and the food delicious.
Main source of commerce appeared to be the orange and lemon industry. The town’s demeanor was one of a prosperous community and its people were warm and friendly.
After leaving Leonidion, we drove through very rugged mountains. While twisting and turning upward to the summit, we came across something you usually just read about—not actually encounter-- a monastery tightly snuggled into a mountainside of rock. But this time it wasn’t just an ancient relic, but truly an active one, occupied by nuns. We were allowed to tour the Elonis Monastery. It’s hard to comprehend the devotion these religious individuals possess that keeps them living in such a confined place.
From journal Greece-Following in Aristotle's Footsteps
The drive took us mainly along the shoreline of the Aegean Sea, but at times led us into mountainous area. One of our overnight stops was in Leonidion, a beautiful, quaint mountain village with one very narrow main street. Every house in Leonidion had a red roof. We stayed at a small Pension (approximately 6 rooms on the upper floor) with a restaurant on the ground floor. The rooms were incredible; almost everything was made of marble, the floors, walls, counters, etc. Each room had its own bathroom. After settling in, we went downstairs to the restaurant for dinner. However, the menu was entirely in Greek (of course) and the proprietor did not speak any English. He invited us into the kitchen, where he uncovered each pot of food that had been prepared so that we would choose what we wanted by simply pointing. The service was excellent and the food delicious.
Main source of commerce appeared to be the orange and lemon industry. The town’s demeanor was one of a prosperous community and its people were warm and friendly.
After leaving Leonidion, we drove through very rugged mountains. While twisting and turning upward to the summit, we came across something you usually just read about—not actually encounter-- a monastery tightly snuggled into a mountainside of rock. But this time it wasn’t just an ancient relic, but truly an active one, occupied by nuns. We were allowed to tour the Elonis Monastery. It’s hard to comprehend the devotion these religious individuals possess that keeps them living in such a confined place.
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