Here I am standing in what used to be the Voutsinas family taverna!
We left the old village and brought Yannis to his store. The girl at the bar told us he had some of the best hot meals, so we thought we'd get lunch. We sat down and he gave us a drink and then started talking about Souvlaki. He said Souvlaki to us and we smiled, nodded yes and said "Souvlaki" back. My thought was that the next thing would be souvlaki sitting in front of us at the table. However, I was wrong. Somehow we couldn't really communicate and we wound up leaving with a croissant stuffed with peach jelly. Yannis wouldn't let us pay so we on our way out of Farsa we stopped at the bar again, gave the young girl(who spoke very good English) some money so that Yannis could have a coffee anytime he wanted, and left him a note that she would translate for him.
We left Farsa discovering that we still had plenty of time (due to our earlier clock/daylight savings time mixup) and headed for Melassani Lake. :)
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