From Potamia we hiked through light forest to a stream bed with gnarled plane trees. An old donkey path led in serpentines up to the little church of Ai ’Lias. The landscape changed: the stony path to the tiny chapel of Agia Kiriaki ran through macchia and karstified rocky terrain. Here we always had…
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From Potamia we hiked through light forest to a stream bed with gnarled plane trees. An old donkey path led in serpentines up to the little church of Ai ’Lias. The landscape changed: the stony path to the tiny chapel of Agia Kiriaki ran through macchia and karstified rocky terrain. Here we always had…