Clouds were swirling around and we wondered if Zeus was about to unleash some thunderbolts. We had a look at the path higher up the mountain but it was definitely a path for hiking and not a leisurely stroll. After admiring the view from the first bridge we decided it was time for our salad lunch accompanied by bread and tzakiki, which we enjoyed surrounded by wild flowers, overlooking a lovely mountain stream.
There is still much renovation to be completed, which may take a long time as there seem to be only a handful of people working on it.
We continued down to the foot of the mountain to the sacred Macedonian city of Dion, dedicated to Zeus and the twelve gods. It is estimated that the city flourished between 5 BC and 5 AD. Alexander the Great came here to make sacrifices and gather his armies before going off on his conquests.
Back in Veria, we explored more lane ways ending up at a recommended restaurant called 12 Degrees. The ambience was lovely sitting outside but once again the food was a major disappointment with veal scallopini that was far too thick and majorly over cooked. Undeterred we went off for another walk around the town losing ourselves in the interesting, cobbled backstreets. What a pretty town!