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In Which My Memory's Going -- I Blame My Age
October 10, 2008 by Mike
Ouranoupoli
Route: Nea Marmaras - Ouranoupoli
I'm riding to another deadline: I fly from Istanbul (not Constantinople, dear) on Thursday -- in six days -- so it's onwards and upwards today, riding round the rest of Kassandra and Sithonia in order to reach the third prong of Halkidiki -- Mount Athos. First sight -- beautiful:
I must have enjoyed it because if I didn't enjoy it I'd remember how and why -- that would be so unusual. But, like yesterday, I don't remember many details.
Another glimpse of Mount Athos, the Holy Mountain. So I suppose that means she's on holy-day, right?
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