Friday, June 13, 2014
Charming church rewards drive to end of Kassandra spit
The rest of our stay was pretty uneventful. We normally would not stay at a place like this and we likened it to the 1970s TV show, The Prisoner, where everyone was super friendly almost to a fault. It was a little surreal and certainly was not reflective of the state of Greece beyond the boundaries of the resort. Of course this doesn't mean that the Greeks weren't friendly. Quite the contrary, they were very friendly. On our next Greek trip, we will visit some islands. People always speak favorably about them but where do they stay?
On our last night we had dinner at a small Greek restaurant, Tomata, at the marina. Once seated we were invited to make our own salad. There was a basin inset in the table filled with lovely, ripe tomatoes, arugula, lemons, limes and peppers. This was surrounded by a really good olive oil, balsamic vinegar, green and black olives, and jars with dried oregano and thyme. It was good fun mixing our own salad. Bread appeared with tzaziki and a pimento spread. Finally, they had moussaka on the menu. And it was delicious, topped with eggplant and an outstanding haloumi cheese sauce. It was worth the wait.
The next afternoon we left the beach, cleaned up in the spa, had our last lunch before returning to reality, joining the scrum at the much too small Thessaloniki airport.