Anthusa

    Hi everyone. Happy Friday to you. It's just about a long weekend ahead here in the US. I started my summer job at a local boat ramp this past week, and I work Monday and Tuesday mornings. That means I actually have to work for a few hours on the holiday.  If the weather is good I expect it will be busy too.

     Today I have some more Greece photos to share. I hope you don't mind more travel photos since I took a whole lot of them. 😏

    Today we're visiting a  very small village in the mountains of northwestern Greece where my friend's grandparents came from.  She had been told we probably couldn't get there because of snow and road issues, so we weren't really planning on finding this village. (You might remember my post when we drove up into the mountains. If you'd like to check it out, you can read it here.)  However, as we drove, my friend was using her phone's GPS, and suddenly she said we were just around the corner from the village. It was quite an emotional moment for her when we could actually get there.

    This first photo is for Nicole's Friday Face Off. I think this is a really fun fountain. I also wonder  if the face is anyone in particular.

I am also linking up to Gillena's  Friday Lunch Break  .

     This village is called Anthusa.  I believe my friend's grandparents immigrated to the United States during the 1910's (but I'm not 100% certain), but I do know that her grandfather went first, established himself a bit, and then her grandmother traveled over to join him. 

     I tired to find some information online about this village, but my internet kept sending me to Anthousa, which is not the same place.

       I don't know much about this village's population in the past, but I do know that other than a few year round residents, most of these homes are now nice weather getaway homes. I wonder how many of them are still in the same families. 

     I loved all the pavement tiles in Greece, and the one in the above photo is really interesting. I love how so many of the rocks are cracked from time. And speaking of rocks, you can tell that people used a lot of what they had on hand to make their village a home.

I'm not sure if this building is a restaurant, store or both. From this photo you can tell it wasn't open yet. There were lights on the metal bars that must hold an awning, so I picture tables out here in the better weather season. I bet it's the place to go in the village. 

Even the church looked closed up for the season.

Whoops, I forgot to flip this photo before I posted it.

Here I am in my bright pink jacket. (And shoes too if you look carefully😜)

And finally, here's a little stone bridge to cross from one side of the village to the other.

I like to imagine what life was like when this was a bustling village, and I wonder how it looked when my friend's grandparents lived here.  Sometimes I  wish I could take a few minutes trip back in time to get a peak. 

Have a great start to your weekend.