Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Stone Houses of Mega Dirio
Sampling from the roadside buffet of black raspberries we slowly made our way downhill to stony Megalo Dirio. Curious to see just who lived in these beautiful foundation to roof stone houses we made our way into the overwhelmingly Muslim village.
A gaggle of ladies greeted me where I stopped, asking me questions I could only barely understand. Where was I from? Where I was going? and was I married to the fella I came in with? They were as curious about my lycra clothing and kooky rear view mirror as I was about their headscarves, colourful low crotched pants, and cumbersome overcoats. We downed some refreshing pomegranite juice and made our way to overwhelmingly Christian Micro Dirio.