Since I spent the hours of daylight yesterday imitating a mountain goat I saw no reason not to head to the highest point on this end of the island for a look-see.

Taking the ship’s shuttle around to the far side, we were let off at the old fortress. Entry fee was a paltry 6€ if I remember correctly. A couple of small rooms contained museum type exhibits.

There were various areas for fortifications, ammunitions, barracks both medieval and modern

I then headed for the high point; the lighthouse.

The old fortress dates from the mid 6th century CE (various barbarian hordes) and in its current form from Venetian rule (138x – 1797). The lighthouse was obviously a late addition.

With hours left to departure, I walked along the shore road toward the ship. With any sense (or research ahead of time) I could have easily hiked both over and back from the ship. Passing several signs for museums, the actual attempt to find them proved futile since once I headed up various stone steps into the old city – there were no further signs for anything!

But the day was lovely and stretching out my legs, even at a much slower speed than my normal rapid stroll was lovely in the clear and sunny weather.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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