August
20
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Tripotamos |
After
seeing so many small enticing villages along the route of our bus
tour to four tourist sites, we were curious to see what a non-tourist
village was like. We did some research and leg work and found that
there was a local village called Tripotamos on a local bus line.
Armed with a bus schedule and timetable we took a solo day trip to
Tripotamos on the local bus.
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"She pointed down the road." |
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"...we spotted a stairway going ... down and followed it." |
Tripotamos
is a small village only 4 km. from Tinos Town. The village, like most
villages on Tinos, is situated on a hillside and so is built in
tiers on different levels. When we got off the bus at a crossroads we
seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, there was no obvious village.
We saw a woman on the road and asked her how to enter Tripotamos. She
pointed down the road. We headed in the indicated direction and saw a few houses and several cars parked on the roadside. Looking here
and there we spotted a stairway going through a stone arch and down and followed it. It led
into a maze of small bright sunlit alleys for pedestrians only, no
one in sight. It seemed unreal almost surreal, so very unlike the
popular thronged tourist villages we had visited.
The
houses, typically, are white walled and brilliant in the sunlight.
Yet, they don't look, how shall I say, dressed up in their Sunday
best? They had an authentic look and feel that I didn't get in the
popular tourist villages and towns, and we saw very few people. We
met a very friendly woman who was sweeping the pavement and who spoke
a little English. She told us that the permanent population of the
village was only 30 people. There are more, apparently, in summer
including people who keep summer homes there. I noticed many tiny
churches and asked the lady about them. She said they're so small
because they're private family chapels—people wealthy enough to
afford their own chapels. There is, of course, a larger church for
the ordinary people.
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a family chapel |
There
are some 2000 churches (2/3 Greek Orthodox and 1/3 Roman Catholic) on
Tinos for a population of only about 10,000—that's one church for
every five persons. Considering how tiny some of the churches are,
that's about all that would fit comfortably inside some of them.
We
strolled around the town, up and down many steps, and soon covered
the whole town from top to bottom. The town was very quiet and empty.
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broken crockery |
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laundromat? |
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from top . . . |
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. . . .to bottom |
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unreconstructed windmill |
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dovecotes |
There was no taverna or cafe and no street life in Tripotamos, so we decided to try and catch the next bus and return to Tinos. Back at the main road we looked around and waited, with increasing anxiety, for about half and hour in the hot sun. We started to discuss Plan B. Plan B seemed to boil down to walking the 4 km. back to Tinos, fortunately mostly downhill. But just then I glimpsed the bus coming along and we ran to flag it down with a huge sigh of relief.
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at Symposion |
When
we got back to Tinos Town we decided to eat at an upscale restaurant
named Symposion (Συμπόσιοv) after the dialogues of Plato. The
food was pretty good but not, as suggested by TripAdvisor ratings, of
cordon bleu quality. But it was a pleasant alternative to the basic
meat and potatoes approach of the Cavos hotel restaurant in Agios
Sostis.
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