In Ioannina

"Whenever I visit Ioannina I always carry an umbrella"

                                      -Aristotle

       

 Today we spent the morning wandering the streets of Ioannina.




Robyn attends the hairdresser which takes upward of 2 hours-my most recent haircut in India took about 7 minutes and that included a scalp massage!Robyn ends up with big Greek hair!



We then visit the Pamera caves with a guide who is an expert on flora and fauna but seems somewhat ignorant of geology.







When leaving the cave we discover that the heavens have opened and after wandering the streets we eventually find a taxi and return drenched to our digs.

Tonight we dine at a fine joint adjacent to the city wall.

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