Our Greek saga has reached the tetralogy stage. We awake to the driest streets in days, cloudy but I can see forests and rocks.
I see what resembles blue in the dawn sky. Puddles have diminished and sheets of water no longer run through our streets.
At least for now.
(more…)5-6 December 2025
It’s almost impossible to choose a favorite among the monasteries of Meteora—each one offers something extraordinary. From the grandeur of Great Meteoron to the quiet grace of Varlaam or Roussanou, all are phenomenal. Choosing isn’t about finding the best one, but deciding which experience speaks most to you.
Every site clings to its own towering rock, each with a unique blend of history, art, and sweeping views.
4 December 2025
We drive the 134 miles from Delphi to the city of Kalabaka, a place known mainly as the gateway to Meteora. Though Kalabaka sits only about 700 feet above sea level, it lies north, deep in the mountains. I expect the air to be cold and sharp. My early hope for the day’s drive was simple: just don’t snow!
Actually, snow is the least of our worries. Temperatures are mild. The threat of severe thunderstorms is very real. Part Two: Our Greek Saga continued. Read all about our adventurous drive to Meteora.
It is a relief as Kalabaka comes into view. One instantly recognizes the towering rock pinnacles.
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1-3 December 2025
I told my niece Gabrielle, “You choose a place to travel this winter—just warm and keep it simple. ” She chose Greece, and that sounded perfect to me. I hadn’t been back since the summer of 1981, when I was younger and pretty naive about all things travel.
Returning now felt a bit like starting over, a novice once again, ready to rediscover a newish country—this time with a slower pace, a keener eye, and the easy company of my niece.
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(A tale proving that true travelers aren’t just determined—they’re one cancelled flight away from full-blown heroic desperation.)
Sing, O Muse, of Pat and Gabrielle—two travelers so committed to embarking on their Hellenic adventure that even Zeus himself seemed to toss weather systems at them just for sport.
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