Greece is the Word!
Greece has always been special to me; my first visit was to Rhodes, with my family, when I was a six-year-old in 1986. A long time ago before Greece was put on the tourist map. Oh, and how I loved it. Little old Greek ladies dressed in black robes would sit on their doorsteps, giving dried lavender sprigs to tourists for good luck. Villagers would collect bread from the bakery every morning. Each evening the aromas of Greek cuisine drifted from the tavernas. The smell was incredible. Sandy beaches with crystal clear turquoise water with a backdrop of rugged mountainous terrain, just magical. I remember trying to speak their language, and the Greeks loved it. For me, travelling to Greece every summer with my family was nothing short of magical.
As the school gates close at the end of the school year, teachers breathe a sigh of relief. It’s July and the summer holidays begin. Parents throughout the land wonder how on earth they will occupy their children during the six long weeks.
This year I have been lucky to spend a lot of quality time with my family. Time, which we have all needed. My photography work has taken a back seat until September leaving me the summer to focus on my children.
A week in July my hubby and I took our children to Zakynthos, a small Greek island west of the mainland in the Ionian Sea.
As an adult, I have wanted to share my love of Greece with my family, so I was thrilled to be going to Zakynthos, and it didn’t disappoint. One of the reasons I wanted to visit Zakynthos was to visit Navagio beach, or “Smugglers Cove” as it is better known. The cove, accessible only by sea, contains the ruins of a Freightliner which ran aground during stormy weather in 1980. If you’ve ever seen photos of Greece, you’ve probably seen this beach, as the aerial image of it has become synonymous with all things Greek. Last week we all got on a big pirate ship for a day’s sailing around the island. I cannot begin to describe how stunning the sea was. The colours were phenomenal, in hues of turquoise and blue that no amount of photoshopping could improve on. On the swimming stops, it was terrific to see my children jumping fearlessly off the side of the boat into deep water, only to swim around, climb back up and do it again. As it turns out, Smugglers Cove was a touch disappointing. As a central feature of the island, every man and his dog went to visit it, and as a result, it was incredibly busy. But it was great to see it in real life and touch a bit of history.
Back home again we’re planning which bit of Greece to visit next year. Green is an archipelago of 6000 islands. Two hundred and twenty-seven are only 227 inhabitable, so there’s plenty to choose!