Poulati

Poulati, is actually Greek for little girl I think. I took the bus to Artemonas which is the next village next door to Apollonia. It’s higher up and has many Italian themed villas from when the Italians ran this island. They called it Sifanto then. Sadly some of these places are in ruins. Like Kastro, the houses are linked with footpaths and only the odd scooter can be found negotiating the bumpy paths. But high up from Artemonas are windmills with sails. So I wanted to go and have a look at them. 

From here, I then took a track, that led me to several churches and quite close to Kastro, but before I got there I turned around and walked back. Here is the first church which was down a very steep track, on which I had to return, which was quite hard work.

The main event was the second church, closer to Kastro, and in fact there was another church a bit further down too. I was told by my pie lady that people swim in the sea here, but it looked dangerous with rocks, and she agreed. On Google maps the church is incorrectly ( I think) called Panagia Poulati.

The church below it, well I could not really get a good photo of it, but the coast was beautiful I thought, with some sailboats on the sea.

On my way back, I bought some ice cream while waiting for my bus. I checked it was the right one, as there were three waiting to go, and I was a bit worried as when in Apollonia it went off in the wrong direction. Fear not, this was the school run bus. So after dropping off and picking up children we carried on towards Kamares. The children were a bit unruly, and got a telling off by the bus driver, which quietened them down a bit. A couple of photos not taken from the bus of the stunning mountains on the Apollonia/Kamares Road.