We'd yet to see Cape Greko so instead of lazing by the pool we decided to head to Paralimni early and go via Cape Greko. We went up to the viewpoint there and marveled at the view which is fabulous. Unfortunately the siting of a military transmitter at the end of the cape means a plethora of "no photography" signs, and these were enough for wife to forbid me to take any despite the fact everyone else was! These "no photography" signs are only ever found within paranoid regimes - I have dozens of photos of Fylingdale and Menwith Hill.
From there we went on to Konnos bay, a tiny and very, very picturesque sandy bay at the foot of some cliffs. It has a spectacularly sited beach taverna with fanulous views from its tables - if it's nice tomorrow we know where we're going!
Finally arriving in Paralimni we went to Senso for some drinks in the fading but still bright late evening sun. It was apparent something was going on at the big church there (the service being broadcast over speakers and the handful of food & trinket stalls that had sprung up around the church were as much a giveaway as the smartly dresses men, women and children who filed in and out). Uniformed children appeared, along with clergy, dignatories and military personnel. All filed in through one door and out through another.
Eventually a parade began, marching band, page boys holding crucifixes, the clergy, the military, off they all went, preceeding the icon of St George, which was enough to make us realise this was all for St George's day.
Eventually, after an hour of unexpected watching and photographing, we got to Medialuz for dinner. These do Veggie Moussaka which we both adore and a veggie version of Pasticcio which I'd been dying to try. Wife's Moussaka was everything it should be. My pasiccio was delicious, but left me wondering what it was they used as a meat substitute. I'm guessing at pork... Or sage and onion stuffing that had had some miracle worked on it. Whatever, I'm trusting that it was ACTUALLY vegetarian and declaring it delicious! I'll make it at home with quorn mince and sage & onion stuffing.
The cafe, Medialuz, was one of our typical "Greek only" places that we favour, but this was the most Greek only so far, complete with staff who didn't speak English and a clientele who's average ages was nineteen. N-n-n-n-nineteen. Ok, we pushed that closer to 20 for the hour we were there. How lovely it was to see hordes of young folk drinking cold coffees, fresh juice, lucozade, etc, playing cards and backgammon and having a great time. If only Britain's youth could shake it's obsession with getting plastered and starting aggro.
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