We head out for the 10.00am bus to Apollonia again. For the last couple of days there has been the same crowd of people waiting at the stop - two Dutch couples who are on a walking holiday, a middle aged American couple who tell us the snow is still thick on the ground back home and an elderly Greek couple who don't speak English but always greet everyone when they arrive at the stop.
My first mission is to find a shop in Apollonia that can save the photographs on my memory card to a CD as I've already used 8gb's of memory on my SLR. Maria from Morfeus tell us that we are more likely to find somewhere in Apollonia than Kamares. Kostas tells us that there is a shop near to the second petrol station - not the first petrol station but the second one!
Using our powers of deduction we work out which is the second petrol station and we come across a photography studio which seems to have a machine where you can download and print your photos. Unfortunately it doesn't take flash cards. The lady tells us in broken English to wait whilst she phones her son who is at home. Within 5 minutes her son arrive on a moped. His English is good and he tells us that he will take it home and download it for us and it will only cost 4 euros. It cost us 8 euros in Athens last year and I'm sure his petrol would cost that too. Whilst we wait we go to the bakery next door for breakfast. This is a busy old bakery and clearly popular with the locals.
I have my memory card and cd of photographs back in 20 minutes which is excellent! (I will buy more memory cards for our next trip!)
We have a little while before the bus to Kastro arrives so we take the opportunity to walk around Apollonia again and in particular some of the churches that we didn't have time to explore previously.
There are lots of trendy cafe bars and little boutiques amongst the more traditional buildings.
We catch the bus which drops us at the entrance to the Kastro which sits up on top of the cliff overlooking the famous Seven Martyrs church.
We enter the Kastro by climbing whitewashed steps. We pass Cafe bars that can only be described as 'boutique'.
The view from the Kastro inland is as stunning as the views out to the sea