10 posts tagged “getaways”
Quite possibly the most beautiful chapel I've ever seen; Panagia Plataniotissa, where the chapel of the same name is tucked inside the naturally formed hollow of a large plane tree, which is part of a strange squiggle of three others that grew together over time. The chapel can fit ten (or fifteen, or twenty, depending on where you read it) people for mass, which is still held on a regular basis. This chapel was awe-inspiringly beautiful, which my words cannot even begin to describe.
Our next camping site wasn't quite as scenic, but it was still beautiful, set beside a tiny out-of-the-way chapel, near Ancient Lousi and a Temple of Artemis. There was plenty of wildlife though - lizards, grasshoppers, etc. Thankfully I didn't see any big spiders.
The views from where we camped on the first night were amazing. We had a mesh roof on the tent, so we could lie in our sleeping bags and watch the stars - I even saw two shooting stars! The views were amazing, night or day, it didn't matter.
Last week I went on a short tour of Northern Peloponnese, mostly in the Achaea region. One thing I'll say about this area is you will never be short of a chapel to pray in, or in my case, camp by. Over the four days we covered many mountains and saw dozens of chapels and churches, some of which were incredibly beautiful, one in particular, but I'll get to that later.
I've been kept busy with work and there hadn't been the opportunity to go travelling, however my partner had a week long business trip to Edinburgh lined up and was happy for me to tag along. I love this city, I have many happy memories of what I think is one of the most beautiful places in Europe.
Already, I can't wait to return.
Before going to Charmeana, I spent the morning sitting on the beach...
This weekend just gone I returned to the area of Fokida for the Charmaena celebrations, for the second year running.
Charmaena is a part of Amfissa where the local tanners lived and worked, in part because of the conveniently located water spring. One of them, Konstantis, apparently lost his wife to a lightning strike near the spring. He died shortly thereafter, and legend has it he haunted the spring and the whole area and would walk around on Saturday nights, howling and dragging chains. Pretty standard haunting, of course. Except this one, like many other supernatural beings in Greek folklore, wasn't all bad. He became the unofficial protector of tanners in the area, and kept other, less friendly ghosts at bay.
It's this legend that is reconstructed in Amfissa to this day. And this is merely the excuse, because even though the Charmaena Ghost is there, as an impressive nine foot, eerie bulk (that looks like a Lovecraftian muppet), but also two of the ghosts he found to protect his favourite tanners.
There are various processions of the most Dionysian of creatures - people dressed in sheep fleeces, with blackened faces and bells strapped to them run through the streets howling, ringing their bells, beating makeshift drums, some even have ram horns on. There's also a sombre, languid rhythmic procession of torch-bearing maidens in make-up, along with an assortment of ghosts (the sheet-over-the-head variety), witches (the pointy-hat variety) and other creatures of the night.
The groups converge, reaching on of the town squares and are joined by the three ghosts. The noise and energy that results is astounding. These are mountain people who spend most of the year pent up, repressed and anhedonic. This is the week they can let it all out, and out it all comes! In the process, fulfilling their needs serve to bring this incredible event to life, and to keep what appears to be one of the last surviving rites of Dionysos alive. And all this, not twenty minutes' drive from Delphi - nominally, Apollo's Panhellenic sanctuary, but interestingly enough, the centre of Dionysos' worship during the winter months.
I went to Amsterdam for a long weekend with my partner. It was cold, it was wet, but by gods it was fun.
