Life in the Chora: Glossa

Ruth: Most of our days here involve a late afternoon walk up to the hill town of Glossa. Gord and I happily spend an hour or two wandering around the narrow stone streets and steps that wind up the steep cliff face. We are now the only tourists in the Chora and the locals all greet us with a genuine warmth and are very pleased to know how much we like their town. Many have family or friends in Canada or the United States, but are very happy to be living here. The centre square is a tiny, leafy corner in front of the church where a few locals can usually be found waiting for the sunset. 

It is a wonderful place to sit back, sip a Mythos beer and review my extensive to do list for the day – paint, do yoga, eat, buy more cat food. If we don’t move on soon Gord and I will be putting down roots.