Monica made us a wonderful Mexican dinner. BTW, Mexicans don't eat burritos, chili and a lot of other "Mexican" foods invented in the USA. And they're still trying to figure out what Cinco de Mayo is all about. We had a delicious chopped meat, potatoes and peppers dish - muy bueno! We marked the occasion with a table cloth we bought in Zihuatenejo (yeah baby, got to pull the Z-what card again. I rule)
Unfortunately, all good things do come to an end. We sail back into Kos town for Mike and Monica's last night. Monica made us another great dinner, this one arroz con pollo (rice with chicken). I forget now if it had rice, but I gotta use my 2 years of high school Spanish, right?
Mike and Monica busy getting back into work mode at the Kos Marina while I goof off putting together a silly blog.
After our wonderful company leaves, I take Jenée out to the marina restaurant. Usually they are average food and over priced, this on was the opposite - fantastic. Besides, Mike and Monica wouldn't have liked it - too expensive.
Time to take in some of the historical sites around Kos Town. This one is called the west side excavation and was remarkably well preserved because the land was not conducive to property development and untouched - a good thing. This is an amphitheater (or odeum) from 2nd century AD, which makes it Roman by design. The white marble seats were for the elites, the top rows for commoners. Damn, my seat is waiting for me - back row! Keeping it real. This odeum had a complete roof over the top and held 750 persons and typically use for Senate debates and music contests. Next door is a 1000 year old Christian Basillica.
Across the street gets interesting. This was a combination athletes training center, public toilets and baths. We are looking down a street with sidewalks and if you look at the left side of the street you see a sewer pipe.
Here is a better view of almost 2000 year old sewer system. Not to mention running hot and cold water was available. If you look closely on the street you can see ruts from chariot traffic.
This is a main entrance into the grounds.
Here is the entrance into the toilets. Pretty grand.
We had free run of this place and inspected it thoroughly. It helped that we got there at 7 AM.
These rows of pillars have remains of the roof on top. The roof extended to the wall on the left and covered the training area. You can see an archeologist at work through the first pillars. This is an impressive dig.
A view back along the pillars.
Here is a preserved mosaic of the same era depicting heroic battles among the gods.
A close up looks Greek to me.
We enjoyed our tour of Kos antiquity, then hopped on our rides to get back to Jungle. First we stopped at the bakery for coffee things. Check out the bike paths, the best we've seen in our travels. They go everywhere. Over Jenée's left shoulder you see Turkey. The night before we made a slight change of plans and decided to pay a visit to the coastal city of Bodrum.
We must be in Turkey. Not something you see everyday.
We anchored in the harbor of Gumbet (Goom-bay). There is Jungle.
We came here because we learned of the fresh vegetable market on Fridays. Jenée digs a vegetable market.
Almost as much as this little dumpling digs the baby chicks her Dad was buying.
The mini bus took us on a grand tour back to our boat. It's way the hell out there on the wrong side of the bay. Nice view though and a nice walk we had.
Here's a view of the entrance to the bay. That's Greece (Kos) off in the distance.
As my Dad would say, there is always a bigger boat. Just wish they weren't this close is all I'm saying.
No matter, another beautiful end to a wonderful day. Hey what's that music I hear at the Turkish disco? Why its the Monkeys singing, "Cheer up sleepy Jean, oh what can it mean I'm a daydream believer and a homecoming queen." Oh yay! Maybe I'll head in and see if they're playing Twister! Or better yet, I'll superglue my ears shut.
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