|Monemvasia looks like a small version of the rock of Gibraltar.|
|Will Maisy have floated away by the time we return?|
|The empty roads of Laconia|
|The old town clings to the cliffs on the sea-ward side of the rock.|
|The restored area of the city is a warren of alleyways|
|Pale stone anf pantiled roofs - a beautiful combination.|
|The tree lined main square.|
|a beautiful 'roof-scape'.|
|There is always one idiot on hand to introduce a note of the ridiculous into the sublime...|
Our plan had been to wild camp here, but we decided that the wind was just a bit too wild for a comfortable night's rest. Instead we headed back the way we had just come, then went north towards Sparti. Right now we are parked at Camping Paleologio Mystra. Fellow motorhome bloggers 'Magsbaz' described the place as 'overpriced and antiquated' which sums it up, though Gill managed to get a pitch for 18 euros, whereas the advertised tarif is 23.50. These little triumphs do matter! Issues with the place include ancient sanitary facilities, the place is pitch black after dark. The trees are overgrown making parking tricky. This did result in a slightly funny moment. As Gill directed me into the pitch she advised that it was full of exploding mushrooms. The incendiary fungi actually turned out to be walnuts scrunching under the tyres.
|A bowl of potentially explosive mushrooms....|
Having dissed the place, I have just had a shower, and yes, the cubical doors were metal, the bolts ill-fitting, the hooks on the outside of the door, requiring you to strip-off in public, but the water was warm and the shower whooshes, so a great ablutions were had! So far as the lack of privacy is concerned, why am I fussing, there's only one other van here anyway, Furthermore, there are hardly any sites open at this time, so you are stuck with what is on offer anyway.