May 30th is my birthday, and June 1st Olga's. So we split the difference and had a party on the 31st. We drove to a section nestled into the foothills of Olympos, with a small army of friends and relations and enough food for a much larger one.
Here's the idyllic setting:
The chef at work (Olga's dad), and the fruits of his labours:
Here's the table; note (a) there's absolutely no space anywhere on it, and (b) the supply of excellent homemade red wine.
There was music. I wanted to post a movie Δ but it's huge, better wait until I figure out how to recode it a bit smaller.
There was dancing. Another movie Δ, also huge.
There were children everwhere.
There was cake...
... with freshly-picked cherries.
A tortoise showed up...
... also beautiful Greek women ...
... and a mule.
Of course we had to take a family portrait (with someone else's car):
And late in the day we bade farewell to Olympos and headed home.
