Western Argolid Regional Project

The end of the season, that is. Tonight was our last regular group dinner at Γραμμές, after which we took a group photo with the Argolic gulf as our backdrop (we’ll post that later). Bill told everyone to pick up a rock, and that led to skipping stones. Even Lena gave it a go. It was a triumph.

Others preferred quiet contemplation.

The sunset was lovely.

There was much laughter. There were some tears. It’s sad to leave such a beautiful place and such good company.