Samothraki Again


I do not have any more Perrott Hill photos at the moment and I need to write about something else, so the rest of my P.H.S. memories are going to have to wait for a bit.


We are in Samothraki again. This is the second time that we have been to this Greek island, a two-hour ferry journey from Alexandropouli. We drove from Veliko Tarnovo and stayed overnight in Lyubimets. The next morning we left at 4 a.m. in order to catch the 8 a.m. ferry to Samothraki. 


Tina came with us on our journey and she was quite a well-behaved little doggie, for once. From the ferry port in Samothraki to Archondissa Beach Hotel is a 40-minute drive.

Archondissa is really an “aparthotel”, so we have quite a large and spacious apartment with no less than three balconies. The little kitchen is equipped with just about everything and the Wifi is pretty good. 


Best of all, we have a wonderful view of the mountains on one side, where Poseidon is supposed to have watched the Trojan War, and the sea on the other, with the beach less than 100 metres away. The gardens are full of flowers, fig trees, fruit trees of different kinds and a tree with lots of ripe apricots. The water is beautifully clear, but the beach is stony and sometimes the sea is a bit rough.


In case you are wondering, yes, I have been reading Napoleon the Great and I am on page 237. He has just returned from Egypt, had the coup of Brumaire and become First Consul. The rest of Europe had better watch out!


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