Arriving
at St Stephens Holy Monastery 30 minutes before opening. So we sat
inside the cab reading our book. At 09:25 a bus turned up so we let
them go in first.
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Saints
being, beheaded, stoned, ripped by multi pronged hooks, legs and arms
cut off, being devoured by sea monsters and the list goes on. Quite
bizarre. This monastery was populated by Nuns.
Next we
wondered down a path and up 125 steps to a locked door at The Holy
Trinity Monastery. In the near past this monastery was only accessible
by ladders and ropes. In 1925 these steps had been carved into the
rock.
Next
the Holy Moastery of Rousanou Another walk down a path in the snow
and across two draw bridges to inside. This church was incorporated
in the building and could not be noticed from outside.The depictions
were equally as gory but not as “new” looking. We bought a jar of
Honey and a postcard for a friend in Wangaratta.
Onto
the biggest Holy Monastery of Great Meteoraon. But it was closed for
maintenance. By now we had our fill of religious relics and stopped
in Kastraki for a hot lunch of local sausages, eggplant and pepper
dip with boiled wild veges and a carafe of local red wine. An OK
lunch.
The
roads were clear of snow till we got to a little village of Karya,
there were a few drifts on the road and then I drifted. Stopped on
the corner for John to drive and she went a little sideways again.
Into
4x4 and John drove us up to 1180m altitude and over. The snow was only 4
inches deep.
Stopped on the side of a group of 28 switchbacks with a few of the ocean.
It
continued to snow gently.
163km
163km