The next day we visited Limassol. I was disappointed. There is a small old quarter with a citadel, but sod all else to do. It's the port where cruise ships come in so they must be really disappointed unless they get out of town. Judi shopped again. So disappointing I took not a single photo, except these ones:
In case you are wondering, it's about 75mm long! Beautiful.
Next day (or was it the day before? Who cares?) we went to Polis/Latchi on the north-west coast. We thought the former was on the coast but it was up in the hills overlooking it. We walked down and through an horrendously muddy road (from at all that rain, remember?) and eventually ended up at the Med. Just where this was too, so I was happy.
There must have been more around originally as this wasn't enough to cover the beach, but we couldn't see any sign of them.
The walk quickly brought us to a lovely new concreted pathway so we could walk in comfort to Latchi, the actual port. It was a newly created one so little character.
We didn't fancy the walk back, nor did we want to miss the bus back to Paphos, so we cheated and took a bus. That left time for another drink - this one for Judi:
Fancy, eh?
I think the entertainment was a singer that night. Lots of slap and an OK voice but an annoying habit of not singing the first letter of the words." 'Od of 'ations at my 'eet" just doesn't sound the same. (No, she didn't sing that: it's just an illustration, dummy.)
1 comment:
wow! so cool. Very inspired to someday visit as well.
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