I had always wanted to visit Epidavros, so I persuaded the skipper to head up there before doing the hop across to the Cyclades. We decided to cycle up there from the old port of Epidavros. I estimated it optimistically as a 1.5 hour ride uphill. It turned out to be more like 3 hours. Hugely enjoyable, but by the time we reached the top, we both needed a break. Our two spinach pies that we had bought back in the town had never tasted so good!
The amphitheatre did not disappoint – it is a beautifully preserved, 4,000 capacity stadium. We could just imagine the atmosphere in ancient times when the theatre would be full of locals waiting to hear words of wisdom from local dignitaries and actors. On the day we were there, a young boy treated us to a song – I don’t think he realised how much his voice was amplified around the theatre. Very cute.
The site was also a place of healing and people used to travel quite some distance to receive healing from the gods – there was also a medical team on hand to treat ailments, a running track and a Greek baths to take in the healing waters.
The ride back was an exhilarating hour of downhill – a great way to end the day.