Milan Family trip to Greece 2013

The Perfect Beach Day and the Perfect Dinner in the Pelion Region with the Milan Family

6.1.13 Milan Family trip to GreeceAs our last day in Pelion region we wanted to spend the day at a perfect beach. We looked on the map and looked at some pictures on the internet and decided to go to Kastri. It was only about 20 minutes from our hotel up some windy hills and then back down some windy hills. We drove down this narrow one lane road through some houses and pulled up to a parking lot for 3 cars and come to the beach. I was hoping for a little beach side taverna too so we wouldn’t have to leave to eat. We got out of car and walked to the beach and surveyed and I could hardly believe what I was seeing. It was like 100’s better than the pictures show! Kastri is an amazing breathtaking beach only existing in Utopia somewhere. A large cove nestled between two rocky cliffs that hold historic red roof tiled mediterranean villas. The water was like a swimming pool, clear and clean and calm and lit up by the sun like glowing sapphire. The beach was sandy and not rocky and the water was soft powdery sand as far as you could walk or swim. The water stayed shallow up to your waste for at least 50 feet out. The temperature of the water was exhilerating. At first I thought it was too cold, but after I sat in the sun tanning for a while and committed in my heart to dive in, the water was completely refreshing and energizing. I swam out a ways with my googles and by the time I swam back my skin was almost numb with coldness but on the inside I felt warm and like how you feel after a great workout. When I got out of the water I felt like I could run 10 miles, I had so much energy. The cold water didn’t bother the kids all day. They were running in and out, splashing around. The day was heavenly! We didn’t want to leave.

The sand was perfect sand for building sand castles because it was so fine it held the water like cement. The kids and John had a sand castle contest and they nominated me to be the judge. The kids concentrated on their castles for at least an hour while I sat under the palm frond shade shelter reading my book. Sigh!!! Days like this don’t come too often in your life, when all conditions are absolutely perfect. To complete the perfect beach day there was a little taverna just feet from the edge of the sand, and of course, the food was beyond amazing! We ordered calamari, greek salad, grilled vegetables, yogurt cucumber salad french fries and beef patties. The beef patties are home made like a meatloaf with all kinds of herbs and spices. The grilled vegetables came looking kind of brown and limp and disappointing. I made myself and all the kids try them and I have never tasted eggplant, zuccinni, and long green peppers so delicious. They were full of flavors like grilled infused garlic with a slight tanginess of balsamic. The calamari was the best calamari we have had on this trip so far.

After lunch we all played on the beach for a few more hours. This time of year in Greece is perfect. The weather is very warm, like upper 80’s but not so hot that you are uncomfortable. The beaches are nearly empty and all the tourist areas are sparse so the you get the best service and are very appreciated by the business owners. They make you always feel special and welcome.

After our perfect day at the beach we headed 2 hours away to my very good friend Voula’s house. I went to high school with Voula in Thessaloniki and we had many adventures in our youth. Voula and her husband Kosta and their 2 boys live in a town called Larissa home of the best Souvlaki in the world. Souvlaki is a shish kabob of grilled marinated pork. There is this one restaurant that we have been going to for 10 years now with Voula that is famous for their souvlaki. He has 5 restaurants in this region and is growing. He keeps all his recipes a secret including his marinade. There are all kinds of rumors going around about what he puts in his marinade. Some people say the souvlakis soak in kiwi juice, others say, it is the tears of elves living deep in the mountain forests,. (no just kidding, don’t believe that one!)

I was very excited to hear we were going to this restaurant for dinner with some of Voula’s friends who have teenage girls Dafni and Dimitra’s age. When I say dinner, that means you leave the house at 10pm and walk 15 minutes to the souvlaki restaurant and sit and have a beer while you wait for friends to come and ordering. you eat around 11pm or so, a giant feast of a pyramid of souvlaki kabobs, salads, french fries, and bread. As soon as i tasted the souvlaki it brought back all the times I hadn’t eaten this with Voula and Kosta. All the great memories and laughs all complied into this first delicious bite of tender, flavorful grilled pork that will make you cry. It was even better than I remember it. My only regret is that at 11pm at night my appetite was not big enough to support the feast in front of me. But believe me, I did the very best I could!

The restaurant is surrounded by a park full of Greek teen agers walking around “hanging out” while the parents all sit and eat with friends. The restaurants were all full with people, laughing, drinking, eating, enjoying each other. This is one my most favorite aspects of Greece and the Greeks life style. My kids, with Voula’s boys, and the other teen age girls all went walking around the park in a pack soaking in the life that it here. It was a wonderful experience of Greek culture for my kids to see and participate in. I am so happy they have the opportunity to see Greece this way in a simple agricultural town, having dinner with Greek teenagers exchanging stories about school and friends, far away from the tourist places, and hotels. It was a perfect night to end a perfect day, enjoying our friends who we love dearly, meeting new friends. Voula and Kosta are a perfect example of warm, generous Greek hospitality who live to show you a good time and fill your glass with Greek beer, and your plate with the very best of Greek food! Thank you! Voula and Kosta for being YOU! — with Kostas Vrakas and Savoula Mavropoulou.

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Day 2 Greece – Milan Family Trip

This morning began absolutely glorious! We slept solid through the night without any sleeping aids, only good ole’ fashioned sleep deprivation. The clean mountain air was crisp and cool and the sun was bright. I felt like a brand new human! John was already up and motivated and out the door walking the streets of the village in hunt of some bougatsta. What is bougatsta? you ask. It is the breakfast of champions! ….well actually it is the breakfast of chubby Greeks. My favorite! It is a light buttery pastry filled with warm custard creme, sprinkled with powdered sugar and cinnamon. John was waiting 8 years now to eat one. He arrived at the apartment with 5 bougatstas and 2 coffees. My hero! As we ate, the kids all made various approving eating sounds like, mmmnnnn, awwwwww, ohhhhhh! john told us about his trip to the pastry shop. He said he was trying to tell the bougatsta lady that he hadn’t eaten bougatsta in 8 years and it was his favorite. As he tried to speak Greek to her, he actually said, “8 year old bougatsta, NO! I love you! bougatsta!” He said the lady just looked at him weird trying to figure him out. Did he really love her, ?

Together, John and I both taking turns behind the wheel, we managed to get the van wedged out of its parking spot and made our way down the road to the ancient city of Delphi. We hiked up the many hills at Delphi and saw all the ruins and temples to ancient gods. It was interesting. The kids enjoyed standing at the top of the amphitheater while I talked in a normal voice at the bottom. There also was a field trip of Greek children there from school who were more interested in Dalia and Dino than what their teacher had to say about the ruins and ancient Greek history. Every time they passed us they would say in a chorus, “hello!” Dalia would giggle and say, “yassas!” this game went on all morning, until they got into their van and Dalia courageously yelled out to them a final “Yassas!”
The next 4 hours was a van ride to Pelio, with many windy roads through mountains so the kids could not play on their ipads or they would get sick. So that left them with nothing to do except irritate adults. We played musical chairs constantly switching around who sat next to who, and who took turns sitting in front with us. Dino kept getting himself into trouble and sat most of the time right behind me. Finally the seating arrangement that worked with the least amount of arguments and irritations was Dalia sat in front, Dimitra and Dafni sat in the middle section of the van and Dino sat in the back section. We had peace and quiet until Dimitra (13 years old) who was sitting in Dino’s seat right behind me, decided to become 4 years old again and tickle and poke Dafni, while Dafni yelled and squealed STOP! So Dino had the funniest line of the day, “I think that seat behind mama has a spirit of childness in it” So now we tell Dino to stop acting ‘childness’ he caught from the chair.

We had a great afternoon at the beach and we LOVE our little apartment here in Pelio with great wifi. Dalia’s afternoon did not shape up to be too good for Day 2her, though. She stepped on a bee and squished it between her last two toes. She was very brave though and barely cried and went right back to exploring the beach, this time wearing her flip-flops. For dinner we ate at the restaurant right here near the apartment. The chef special was spaghetti Bolognese. So we ordered that and also calamari, greek salad, and french fries. The spaghetti was heavenly and every Milan was having food ecstasy except Dalia. When we popped a giant piece of fried calamari freshly caught in the very sea we sat by, never frozen, we all were going to new levels of heavenly food realms. John especially sat in a stiffened state, frozen in time, both hands firmly planted on the table, eyes closed, head tipped back. I said, “are you ok?”…….silence…..more silence, me and all the kids looking around at each trying to see if anyone knew what happened to John, finally he speaks! “I waited 8 years to experience this, I might cry”. John loves his calamaries and has become a connoisseur trying them in every American restaurant chasing that elusive taste he has only found in this small mediterranean country. It is really simple though. Fresh, wild calamari caught daily in the sea only feet from the the restaurant that serves them. Truly only something one can find here in this beautiful country. But clearly Dalia was not experiencing any of this delight while eating her food. She sat glum and sullen pushing her Bolognese around around on her fork, making faces at her calamari. We asked her what was wrong, she said, “my spaghetti smells like diarrhea and when I tasted the calamari’s skin it tasted like rubbery”. Poor Dalia experienced every Milan in unison protesting her remarks and telling her their own version of what they thought the food tasted like, to which she just said, “I can’t eat diarrhea!” So the moral of the story is this: Delicious bougatsta and 4 hours of road food junk has a toll to pay; “sudden onset of ‘childness’, causing fresh healthy food tasting like diarrhea”. BEWARE!

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