Well, our ferry ride was quite an adventure. It was supposed to be seven hours, arriving in
Eventually, we arrived in
It was a great house! We were in Hora, the ancient capital of the island, and only a 5 or 10-minute walk from the monastery of
Exhausted, we slept for a bit and then walked to Hora to try to catch the end of the Great Thursday morning Foot Washing Service, which in the Greek tradition (so I'm told) is only performed in
The top photo is of Pelagia walking through one of the many confusing, winding and narrow alleys in these island villages. As we tried to find the town’s main square (where the service was being held outside), we ran right into the procession coming our way.
The second photo is of the front of the procession and the last photo is of the end, as it heads toward the Monastery of St John.
As we were standing there watching it pass, we ran into Patricia, who stayed with us for a few days two weeks ago, when she first arrived in