Lesvos - Where I first tried Ouzo…

Friday, October 16th, 2009 | Uncategorized

Lesvos. Ouzo. Those names will be forever embedded in my brain!
Less said, the better. Just so you all know, I have a bottle stowed
away in my backpack…

We found a little fishing village a way out of town, and stopped in
the ‘local’ for a drink and a bite to eat. What ensued will probably
go down in history as the day that their little world went sideways,
just for a little while.

First, the locals had a huge argument over who got to sit next to us.
Then, once the locals left, the town drunk arrived to swig some Ouzo
and try and speak to us in Greek. I’m not good at understanding Sober
Greek at the best of times, so the situation was shabby.

Then, once we got back into the town, we discovered the cafe was
trying to kill us with their realy strange after dinner “mints”. I
was distrustful, and made Bec smell mine, as it smelt very unminty.
Turns out, they werent’ mints at all - picture our surprise when we
jokingly threw one into a nearby pot of water to discover a magic
refresher towel!!!

Lesvos has been totally unexpected. Totally authentic and a joy to experience!

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