Lunch was a chicken kebab marinaded in coconut milk and chinese spices, the Little King had his lunch in pitta bread, I decided on salad and very good they were too. Then it was time to shower up and take the hound to Kourion Archeological site for a little culture 'he do like a bit of culture', last time we tried this kind of culture was when by lovely brother and his wife were over at Christmas and not one of us thought much of it at the time, but as I recall we were very, very hungover. So we packed ourselves into the car and headed out to the site, it was breezy when we arrived which probably was a god send as the sun at 3pm was still gonna rip the skin from your eyelids.
We had a great walk with the dog around all the different areas on Mount Kourion which is where the ancient city-kingdom of Kourion was sited and is dated back as far as the Argives in the 13th century BC, we walked through Achilles House, the Gladitor house, the public baths with their cold, warm and hot water pools, all ruins of course but the architecture that is left in place is really quite impressive when you think how old the site is, we walked across bridges over mosaics depicting fighting gladiators and birds and a mosaics from the 4th century AD whose inscriptions depict the name of the owner at that time Eustolios. We walked around the amphitheatre which is currently hosting a Shakespearian Julius Caesar play, now that would be something to behold sitting overlooking the Kourion bay with the sun going down whilst sipping on a bottle of bubbly, because lets face it Shakespeare needs you to lubricate your ears....
After our walk we headed for Kourion beach and we sat watching the freaky people running into the waves which only ever seemed to go up to their chests, although the woman with the thong could have done with going a little deeper than mid thigh me thinks eewwww, I'm sure passed the red markers would have been better for that thong. We had supper at the Blue Beach cafe watching and chatting, talking about religion and wars and the craziness of the world.
Our evening was spent watching Django, now I have never seen this film before but apart from the blood and guts which is usual with Tarantino I really enjoyed it, and the Little King loves most things Tarantino makes so we have a lovely evening on the sofa chilling with Django.
Stitch had a bit of an episode whilst I was hooking up the computer to the TV, the Little King was on the sofa I was fiddling with leads and all of a sudden I heard a zzzzt noise, Stitch came running over sticking his head on my lap and generally being awkward whilst my back was turned, the Little King turned around to me and said 'I think he just electrocuted himself', apparently he had licked my Mac lead which happened to be plugged into the socket, I had visions of turning round and seeing a skeleton image.......
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