Tufa pinching in Greaks
Wake up around 8ish, climb until the sun hits, hang out at the pool while drinking a cold frappe’, repeat. I was a little wary at first, seeing as this isn’t what I would normally call punishment. However, my little excursion to Kalymnos turned out to be both fun and rewarding.
Being a little nervous about not having a partner, I struck up a conversation with Federico, an Italian 26 year old while in line to board the airplane. He was meeting a group of friends from Italy that had already booked a studio room on his behalf. And thus I was adopted as the token American as I climbed and ate with them for the remainder of the trip. All nice people, safe climbers, but only a few of them spoke much English. In a blow to Kostas’s expectations of having a MAIN climbing partner fluent in his native language, I ended up learning more Italian than Greek.
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October 15th, 2007 at 9:50 am
What an adventure! Stunning pictures Shay. Exactly what I needed on a gloomy Monday morning for motivation/inspiration!
October 15th, 2007 at 12:06 pm
Ahhh, the motherland….
Glad to see that you had a good time!
October 15th, 2007 at 3:48 pm
HIGH FIVE!!!
October 16th, 2007 at 6:17 pm
Aldo could be your biological father
October 23rd, 2007 at 10:50 am
Talk about hot pictures. Wow.
October 31st, 2007 at 8:09 am
Great pictures. Makes one wish…
November 1st, 2007 at 6:54 am
Too bad we missed each other in Greece… Climb in the morning, beach in the evening. Climb, Rinse, Repeat. Sounds like heaven!
November 28th, 2007 at 10:03 am
Great pictures! One day…one day