May 30th is my birthday, and June 1st Olga's. So we split the difference and had a party on the 31st. We drove to a section nestled into the foothills of Olympos, with a small army of friends and relations and enough food for a much larger one.
Here's the idyllic setting:
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The chef at work (Olga's dad), and the fruits of his labours:
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Here's the table; note (a) there's absolutely no space anywhere on it, and (b) the supply of excellent homemade red wine.
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There was music.
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There was dancing.
There were children everwhere.
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There was cake...
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... with freshly-picked cherries.
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A tortoise showed up...
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... also beautiful Greek women ...
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... and a mule.
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Of course we had to take a family portrait (with someone else's car):
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And late in the day we bade farewell to Olympos and headed home.
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