We landed in Istanbul, rented a car & drove straight to Tekirdag. This is what we found at breakfast.
2 Apr 2019
1 Apr 2019
Olive trees
600,000 people on Crete. And over 30 million Olive trees! Some over 2000 years old (trees of course, not people).
31 Mar 2019
Knossos
Today, between the raindrops, we had a lovely tour of the palace in Europe’s oldest city, Knossos. The palace ruins you will see are from 1700 BCE! (Although some of the items are reconstructions of what they think it looked like.)
The city around the palace was built in 7000 BCE. Layers upon layers of buildings with lots of questions. For instance, what does the double headed axe represent? (Hint: it is not a weapon.)
And where is the labyrinth they talk about? Perhaps it is just the many splendored palace with 4 stories of amazing rooms?
And the Minotaur? How did he come in? Just a wonderful myth about the Greek gods, created 1000 years later. I love those Greek myths!
More photos in the Crete album.
29 Mar 2019
Laundry
I know, not the most glamorous of topics. However I have always wondered how one does this on a long journey. We were so excited to come to a “real” hotel so we could hand wash our clothes in the sink.
Unfortunately the sink wouldn’t fit a pair of my socks, let alone Wm’s t-shirt. We will be braving the storm to seek laundry services.
I remember my grandmother telling me how much she loved her washer and dryer. I thought this was funny back then. Now I am ever grateful for our machines.
Crete
We arrived in Heraklion, Crete yesterday. The view from the Lato Boutique hotel is lovely. But today there is an amazing rain/wind storm. So we watch the ferries being helped in by the tugboats (and I am quietly thankful not to be flying in an airplane). https://photos.app.goo.gl/XuY3shLTPz3ZDGL6A
28 Mar 2019
Airport time
We are sitting in the Santorini airport waiting to fly to Athens & then to Crete. There are no direct flights or ferries to Crete, even tho we are much closer to Crete. The taxi ride here took 15 minutes and cost €30! Ah, Santorini! It is a good day to leave. And it is raining.
25 Mar 2019
Santorini
We are on the precipice of a sleeping (I hope) volcano, in small cave-like dwellings painted stark white, staring at the caldera in the Aegean Sea. Yesterday they celebrated Greek Independence Day with a parade of kids and soldiers, ending with some balkan dancing. The internet is very slow so more pictures will upload in a few days. https://photos.app.goo.gl/kZiYHJnjL4vvRFBBA
23 Mar 2019
Mediterranean Diet
Well, we both need to work on getting fit. Some doctor suggested the Mediterranean diet. So here we are! But I am unclear how gorgeous cheeses of all kinds, fluffy pastry dripping in Thasos honey, huge slabs of meat wrapped in freshly made pita bread, and the freshest of oranges squeezed there on the spot…will help the “get fit” part.
Now & Before
Athens is huge. Except for a few bumps with ruins atop, it is a sea of white buildings everywhere. I am told there are 5,000,000 people here.
While on a walk we found this photo from 1910!
20 Mar 2019
Athens
We made it! It took almost 24 hours travel time, 3 different airlines… And our luggage followed us without issue. Wm found an excellent apartment around the corner from the Acropolis! Our first day included food, walking the ruins & a nap. More photos here: https://photos.app.goo.gl/6SpVHiNuMKEfKFp5A
7 Mar 2019
Packing
How does one pack for a four month journey? Washing one’s underwear everyday sounds dreadful. But should I consider it comparable to washing dishes everyday if I stayed home? My Kenneth Cole suitcase is an international carry-on size. Fully loaded, it weighs 22.5 lbs. (so far). Everything fits but there will be no wiggle room.
5 Mar 2019
22 Apr 2005
Knitting Natter
The NZ dictionary describes “natter” as “talking socially”, like “shooting the breeze” or “chewing the fat”. The knitting group that meets at the Newlands Community House, every Thursday morning, is a lovely knit/natter experience . I have learned a great deal about this area of NZ from this group of women and men (as well as terrific knitting tips and projects). This group knits for charity. Wool and needles are donated. Worthy causes that need hats, scarves, mittens, jerseys, etc. are brought forward and taken on. The Newlands Community House is a feel-good place, providing some wonderful inexpensive/free community service. Through the work of the House Coordinator and a dedicated group of volunteers they maintain a toy library; drop-in care; arts,craft and yoga classes; knitting, scrabble and walking groups; a food bank; and a weekly community luncheon. You can even rent this cute space for $5. I feel quite lucky to have been a part of this community and look forward to coming back to them in September.
Here’s a photo of the Newlands Community House Knitting Group:
I walked Karori Wildlife Sanctuary today. The birds were in full chorus. The sun shone through the silver fern trees. And at night we drove to the Botanic Gardens and admired the constellation of glow-worms. New Zealand is a very special place.
19 Apr 2005
Finishing School
Well, I reckon it is about time for a blog entry from me (that’s me, Cindy, just in case you thought Wm likes to knit). Robin and her mom, Eileen, have been working on my diction. Each day during afternoon tea, before I get too sozzled with wine, I learn a wee bit more kiwi. I have been keen as mustard to learn the proper way to speak. Although with all the wine and learning I have to make several trips to the dunny. The rest of the evening we spend nattering on about wop-wops, whipping the cat until the wee hours. Occasionally I hear a “good on you” when I have done well…but not often. The house is often chocker with kiwis laughing at our slang.
Wm and I have been packing: one box to stay here, one for the rubbish bin and one for our clothes, togs, souvenirs, etc, to bring home. Can’t wait to see you all! Let’s go for a tramp and a cuppa soon!
28 Mar 2005
kia ora
Wm had been swotting for several days so we decided on a 2 day holiday. We threw our swag in the boot and headed to Napier. When we felt a bit peckish we stopped at the tearooms for some gumboot. Shark and taties were on my list but Wm is allergic. As for shopping, the op shops were closed for the holiday but we did find some antique shops to fossick about in. We stayed in a great bus within a cooee of the beach near Hastings — a romantic place for some snogging. It was a full-on holiday!
kia ora=hello (in Maori)
swot=study
swag=stuff, possessions
boot=trunk of car
peckish=hungry
tearooms=restaurant (only one room)
gumboot=regular black tea
shark and taties=fish and chips
op shops=opportunity shops/secondhand stores
fossick=rummage
bus=bus
cooee=within calling distance
snogging=kissing and cuddling
full-on=intense
12 Mar 2005
knit the walk
I love to walk and I am learning to knit. So discovering what NZ has to offer in both has been an adventure. Wellington City Council puts out wonderful material about different walks in and around the city. They spell out how long, how far and points of interest along the way. For the month of March they published all the various walks and walking groups available. Karori Wildlife Sanctuary was one of them. A few days later we walked the Newlands Surprise, a small neighborhood group in a suburb of Wellington. We started from the Newlands Community Centre, a pink/purple house that also has a toy and jigsaw library among other things. We met Margaret who has lived in the area for 40 years and (surprise) organises a knitting group every Thursday at the Centre. After this walk, to get a breath of forest air, we stopped at the Otari Wilton Bush, an arboretum with an ancient Rimu tree. The Rimu lives hundreds of years and hosts many lovely epiphytes. One of these hanger-ons is a Rata which starts in the Rimu’s branches and sends shoots down to the ground. Eventually the Rimu dies and the Rata, having hugged the Rimu for hundreds of years, finally must stand on its own. We were courted by a Fantail and entertained by a Tui (very interesting bird life: http://www.nzbirds.com/Gallery.html). The other regular walking I do is betweeen the University and the Wellington library. Some of it is straight up a hill and I, huffing and puffing, am outwalked my all the uni. students.
On to the other favorite topic… remember “me and sheep”…. well we are not that close yet but I am learning a bit about knitting and its history. There is a great book on the history of knitting in NZ called Loving Stitch by Heather Nicholson. It helps me practice knitting and reading at the same time. I found some beautiful homespun yarn in Dunedin where Ian and Pat Robertson have their own “coloured sheep flock”, producing wonderful natural shades of wool. I bought the wool and now I have to find the right pattern (Pat never uses one). The hunt was on for patterns and knitting clubs (looking for like minded knitters and lots of help).
Thursday I dragged poor Wm to my first knitting group at the Newlands Community Centre. He read papers, I enjoyed the friendly banter of people who have been knitting in this area for a long time. No one used a pattern… most learned to knit in school as a little child. Some of them were working on a project of hats for orphanage children in Peru. Margaret helped me find yarn and needles (everything is donated to them) and someone told me a basic pattern. I chose one that I will have to sew up in the end so I can learn from the experts how to do this step correctly. And now I have homework for next week!
Spinning wool is another subject I look forward to learning. I am working my way backwards to the “me and sheep” part. Shearing will be last on the list, eh!?
17 Feb 2005
Riverton
I am sitting in a quiet cabin at 7 am (with my cuppa) overlooking the Taramea Bay in the peaceful community of Riverton. We were on our way to the Catlins Coast, the southern most tip of the South Island, when we discovered this town and a great place to stay. Yesterday, Yvette and I took a long walk along the beach into town. On the way we met a resident artist gardening. Her house is situated on the Jacobs River Estuary overlooking the fishing boats. She says that she knows it will be a good day when the fishing boats go out and bad weather when they stay in. Wm is happy; he found a place that allows him to hook up his laptop and gives him the fastest connection he has had the whole trip. I have decided to stay forever.
Tea Elegance
New Zealanders know the comfort of a lovely cup of tea (or “cuppa”). Even dinner is called “Afternoon Tea” (or just “Tea” as in England)! Tea is served as “Tea for one or two” which brings an appropriate size pot of either EBT (english breakfast), Earl Grey or regular (“Gumboot”), a cup and saucer and a small pitcher of milk (not cream). Almost all restaurants and cafes serve a perfect cuppa with 2 exceptions so far. One was a raging tourist place called Puzzle World (which also had coin-operated coffee machines) and the other was a wonderful cafe that roasted their own coffee. Both places served tea in one cup with hot water and a tea bag plopped in in an unsightly manner.
Campgrounds, motels and backpacker hostels always provide an electric kettle either in the room or in the kitchen or both. (I also admired this in China, where boiling water was readily available everywhere… on the trains, in the airport, hotels…) The key to a civilized and graceful country is the means and access to a good cup of tea. NZ wins big points for their cuppa.
10 Feb 2005
Sandflies in Paradise
I have been bitten so many times in so many places that I am just one big itchy bite. The sandflies are out all day long gorging themselves on me. Then at night their buddies, the mosquitoes, continue the onslaught. “Bugger!” takes on a whole new meaning.
9 Feb 2005
Abel Tasman
Yvette and I have been admiring the scenery along the road. We read about the plant and wildlife and discovered toi tois. Contrary to what we read, we are certain that toi tois are the road construction guys in their short shorts. We looked in the edible plant book but could not find any reference to them. So we have adopted a policy of “look but don’t touch”.
We walked out of Abel Tasman National Park from Cyathea Cove to Marahau (along one of the “Great Walks” of NZ) the day before yesterday (Happy Birthday, Bill!). Lovely 4 hour walk just above the coastline with great views and the sounds of ocean waves and cicadas. Yvette and Jordan took the water taxi out and met us at Marahau where we ate a delicious meal at the Park Cafe. Wm and I came out of our 3 days in the Park quite sunburned, where Yvette and Jordan turned a beautiful bronze (Bugger!). Wm adds, two days later, that now that his sunburn isn’t stinging so much he can concentrate on how itchy the sand fly bites are.
Staying with our new friends in Cyathea Cove was very relaxing. The “Bach” (like bachelor pad) was a 5 minute walk from the beach, fully stocked and lots of room. The beach was quiet and we only had to share it with the occasional kayaker who stopped for lunch. Yvette caught a fish. Jordan provided us with mussel appetizers (and thank you, Martin!).