Edessa was quite a drive and we finally reached it and were presented with a tacky looking little market place and what looked like man made falls. I couldn't help thinking, Is that it? It wasn't we were taken down a slope and presented with the real falls which were breath taking. I actually got to walk along a ledge and stand right under them. The noise was deafening as the cool clear water rushed past at great speed some of it landing on me, cooling me off as it was quite a hot day. I climbed back up and had a look in the little bazaar, particularly at the formula one jackets, but the shop keeper didn't take credit cards so I had to miss out on that one. I got back on the bus, again raising my hand when Antones counted us and saying "Don't worry I'm here!", everyone laughed yet again, the joke never seemed to get old. We travelled back to the hotel in Naossa where I had a shower and a nap and then sat outside on my balcony to do some writing and admire the Greek landscape. I was again nestled in the mountains and looked out at the especially dry view. Unlike all the other hotels we stayed at this was the only one that did not have an outdoor swimming pool, instead it had a very dry looking tennis court, where dry yellow weeds grew, from around the fence. I looked beyond the mountains into the sky and felt really far away, home didn't seem like it was real, more like on another plain of existence at this point.

I then went down to dinner and sat with Yvonne and Fernando, Yvonne was an older lady, but very interested in archaeology. It was refreshing to talk to someone who appreciated the things we had seen the same way I did. Afterwards sat in the common room with my tour mates and chatted to Melissa and Steve about Egypt. Apparently they wanted to go but had been given ridiculous quotes, when I told them how much I had gone for they were quite shocked and I gave them all the details I used to book my trip. It was nearing the end of this part of the tour and I realised that I had made some friends that I would have to leave soon, I wondered if I would have socialised as much if I had been here with someone I knew. I bid my new friends good night and went off to bed to get ready for another early start and….wine tasting,

We boarded the bus for our short trip to the Boutari winery, not something I was totally looking forward to, as I am not big on wine and really can't stand red wine at all. We were taken all around the winery and shown how the wine was made and shown the various cellars with thousands of bottles and barrels all stacked up and aging. Then we were taken to a balcony overhanging the cellar where we watched a short movie on how the company had evolved over the years. At the end of the movie, we got to taste the wine, we had had the glass on our table in front of us and then when prompted by the interactive movie, we tasted the wine, which I noticed was now sitting in front of a glowing panel. I was sitting with Kristy and Mary Ann, Steve and Melissa's girls and they looked behind them at their parents, to see if it was alright for them to also taste the wine, something which amused me no end. The wine was red, the only form of alcohol that I absolutely detest, but I thought Oh well I'm here, I'll regret it if I don't. I gingerly took a small sip only to find that instead of screwing my face up in horror, I actually liked the dry, dusky taste of Greek red wine. I got Mary Ann to take my picture tasting the wine to make my parents jealous. We then went down to the shop and some people bought some Boutari wine to take home.