Lunch in Corinth

So after checking out the ruins (ugh! More ruins), Peter took us to a local outdoor cafe for lunch. More good food, more great produce -- and this time we had freshly squeezed lemon juice (of course, we had to add a little bit of sugar)
Time to head back to town -- on our way Peter drove us by a small bridge at the foot of the canal, so we got to see the whole length of the canal from the bottom up.

Then back to the hotel

Onour trip we had stopped in a souvenir shop and Andrea picked out a bottle of Ouzo for our mother in the shape of Venus d'Milo (or as I always like to think of her the Intravenous d'Milo)