Deeper into Hellas

We've left the charming village of Miraka, tucked in the Elesian hills outside Olympia. Our plans to cross the Peloponnese by bus came to grief on an old Greek adage - "Never on a Sunday". Thankfully  Nasos, our driver and guide, was available to chauffeur us through the scenic highlands of Arcadia to the coastal region of Argolis, home of Jason's intrepid crew on his quest for the Golden Fleece. We find ourselves in the beautiful city of Nafplio, original capital of the modern state of Greece when it was founded in 1829. Our hotel shares a mountain with a ruined Venetian castle which used to guard the harbour. After our first swim in the Aegean we strolled down into the old town to walk the promenade and find supper. The challenge tomorrow? To scale the heights of the main fortress that dominates the peninsula. My knees are already aching at the thought.