The other night Rick and I took a walk before supper. We went across the street to our beach

from which you can see one of the Gattilusi towers which overlooks the ancient city.

In the waning days of the Byzantine empire (think early 15th century), the Emperor Johannes VIII gave Palamede Gattilusio of Genoa dominion over the island. He built two towers here in the ancient city as well as another tower further east at Fonias to guard the island, as well as a castle set up the hill in the island’s capital city of Chora.

We have some magnificent sunsets here:

This is looking west, and you can see the remains of a modern-day pier in the ancient city’s harbor. This is where initiates into the secret cult would have arrived in ancient times, arriving from all points of the Greek empire.

That evening, Kyle went under the “knife” (or shears, rather). He had run out of time to get a haircut before he left for Europe. When he inquired about a barber shop in Kamariotissa, he was directed to a hair styling salon. Thinking this was for women only, he decided that he would be better off in the capable hands of Hugh. Here are Hugh and Abi, starting in on Kyle…

The next day Rick and I took off to hike up to the waterfall at Fonias. However, I thought his Samothracian tour would not be complete without a stop at the beach at Kepos, which is not that much further down the road. On our way there we had to wait for the two goats laying in the middle of the road.

Did I mention that there are reportedly more goats here than people?

We pulled into the parking lot at Kepos. It was very deserted – there were two other families there.

If you drive clockwise around the island, you can drive no further than Kepos. The road ends here.

After a few minutes we left for the waterfalls. We did not stay there long, as we were ill equipped for the trek, specifically we needed to be wearing shoes in which we could get wet. Despite all rumors and photoshopped evidence to the contrary, I did not encounter a Samothracian death beetle.

Since this hike we not going to work, we decided to drive to Pachia Ammos, the beach at the other end of the road. Along the way, we encountered more goats, this time in an organized herd being moved by their owner.

According to at least one tourist guide I have read, Pachia Ammos is the most beautiful beach in Greece. I don’t know about that, but it is awfully lovely, with only a few more people than at Kepos beach.

By the way, if you take the road counterclockwise around the island, you arrive here, where the road ends in this direction. If you squint, you can see on the far left, in the distance lies the Turkish island of Imbros.

More tomorrow.