Our protective Swiss goddess of kindness watches over us as we awaken to a Peloponnese blue sky, the sun soft across tiled rooftops and the olive-green hills of Nafplio. The church next door rings its bells in dedicated fervor. No ignoring its wake-up call.
We linger over a Mediterranean breakfast—thick yogurt drizzled with honey, warm bread, and a cup of latte that exudes comfort. Finally, we retrieve our car for the day’s adventure.
