Day 6: Mesta
19.12.2017 - 19.12.2017
10 °C
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Greece trip, 2018
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I took the 11 a.m. bus to Mesta, after a nice breakfast with the best yogurt and three cups of pretty good coffee. Theodore spent most of the morning trying to help me figure out what is the best thing to do. He wanted to give me lots of options but it felt like he was trying to get me to change my flight for some reason. I don't think it will be too difficult to get back to Chios on Jan. 19 ish but he seemed to be worried.
Anyway, I stashed my stuff in his office and then hopped on the bus. I was pretty cold all the way there, but Mesta is a really interesting medieval town. Absolutely nobody was there though, and that meant that every single hotel I tried to stay at was closed. Finally I got a room in this fancy "castle" place. It was the only one left.
I put my bag in the room and started wandering around.
An old man who said he used to live in Indiana started talking to me. I mentioned that I wanted to visit the church except it was closed at the moment. He told me he could find the guy with the keys, so we went to his friend's house and he left me there with this old deaf man.
I had to scream to get him to hear me. He gave me some bread and cheese with homemade olive oil and I thought he was kind. Suddenly though, he started caressing my hair and telling me how beautiful I was. I had a knee-jerk reaction and jumped out of my seat. I sprang to the door and went back to the church. He had mentioned something about how the door might not be locked, that I should try again. So I did, and it was open.
I went into the nice church and then wandered around some more, relieved to be away from that creepy 70 year old man. The stone walls were quite incredible and I was glad I had come here to see it, even if it was a little crazy and terrifying.
