It’s our last full day at our wonderful house in Kas. Thunderstorms were promised, and whilst there was a lot of rumbling, there was nothing spectacular – shame.
Usual difficulties in getting going, but took ourselves off to Myra in the afternoon. Wonderful tombs and theatres.
Then just a couple of kilometres to this church. The bishop became probably the most famous saint in the world. Any ideas (see bottom of today’s blog).
And here’s a first. Driving home and went round a corner and had to take evasive action to avoid this little fella. Least we could do was help him cross the road – just weren’t sure which side he was aiming for!
And up in the mountains gives a good sense of Kas. We’re in the middle – last house on the shoreline.
Couldn’t resist one last time!
And here’s the bishop. St Nicholas, or Santa Claus.
