The Land of Gods

  

Written on August 9th, 2013

We are in the heart of Laconia, in Mani, in the place the man I love comes from….Gythion (Γύθειον) Gy Theon - Γη Θεών- which means - The Land of Gods…..and it really is…Gythio - one of the oldest harbour towns known in the history of human kind. In this port, prince Paris of Troy kept his boat when he was visiting Menelaus, the king of Sparta, and to this boat he had brought the wife of Menelaus, Helen of Sparta, which he had stolen from the king. This is how the Trojan War had started.

Our story here is not that dramatic. We stay in the white house surrounded by red, very fragrant roses. My father in law has already introduced to his world his first born grandson – our Oresti…. they share the same name and surname….the life goes on…

My American Spartan has put our bed on the balcony. We are having here very tender nights, full of love whispers…. We are watching the stars, the stars are watching us, we are a part of the universe….but we have not seen yet a shooting star….this is something to wait for…
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Today, I have a birthday and my American Spartan takes me and our son to the town where a Greek poet Maria Polidouri was born…to Kalamata… the town of kalon mation- καλών ματιών…the town of beautiful eyes…. Do people have beautiful eyes there? I’ll find it out today..