Day 33 Aeropoli-Cap Tenaro Day 34 Cap Tenaro-Skoutari animalistic on the road

Yesterday morning we had some animal-friendly visitors at the beach. About 6 cows with calves apparently wanted to enjoy the sea view. The Mani is, so to speak, the middle finger of the Peloponnese. The rugged mountains in the hinterland and the many small bays on the coast are impressive. The typical residential towers, which are mostly reconstructed today, are architecturally excellent and undoubtedly a nice accommodation for a lot of money. Well, and for the nose, it offers the wonderfully Mediterranean scent of wild herbs. Especially the wild fennel here. We take a break in the small fishing village of Porto Kayo. There are only 2 taverns and a few guesthouses. Very idyllically, tables and benches are almost in the sea. 'Come on, let's have a small meal.' Fresh fish was offered to us. Yes, we like it, but our wallet went into shrinking mode. So be careful with fresh fish, because you actually pay for the bones. We settled down at Cap Tenaro, the second southernmost point of mainland Europe. Tarifa is the southernmost. We walked to the lighthouse, where there was a great atmosphere, and several cargo ships were sailing in the sea. Where do they all go?

Day 34 Today, when we took a break, we had a visit from a few little pigs 🐷. Somehow, we attract the animal world. I hope it's not because of our smell. As Burki was too fearless, he got his finger snapped. Today, I wrote a postcard to our grandson Lenny again. When writing the address, which is ours, I noticed how glad I am that our oldest daughter Aischa and her family moved into our house and I can now send a postcard there. Thank you very much, Aischa, for being interested in the little cottage and for continuing to live there.

Today we landed in Skoutari, not much driving, but it's just so beautiful.