Hot journey in Stavros’s minibus. South along the coast and then turning inland towards Archaia Olympia (Old Olympia). A journey of about 250km. Beautiful mountain scenery with olive groves and pencil pines. An occasional river plain of corn and just one flock of shorn but still hot sheep. We stopped in a village on the way where the shopkeeper insisted on drinking toasts in the local firewater with Felix and Jerome. (They did buy some pastries too). Fresh peaches with the juice dribbling down our chins. And so to the place which is the reason behind our whole adventure – Olympia itself. Blistering heat and, yes, of course, the stadium itself was shut. Spirits undimmed we took some photos next the oleander blossom. Now for what the restaurant advertises as “Pizza Big Size”. Sounds perfect.