one lady's bicycle quest to taste every fig in Greece
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Wild Oregano
What is more Greek than oregano? Wild oregano! The minute I realized that the kilometers of ground cover I was walking over was blossoming wild oregano I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I'm pretty sure this bee is thinking the same thing.
We love to cycle and we love to eat. Fortunately these two things go well together. Lately we've been doing this in both Greece and Mexico. I try desperately not to buy books or handicrafts, but they always make their way into the plethora of unnecessary goods I carry with me. I always have room in my panniers for one more hat.
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