This morning, whilst we were eating our breakfast next to the harbour, a procession of dignitaries processed to a small war memorial close by. There were some ecclesiastical big wigs in white robes as well as hangers-on in suits.
By the time we had finished our breakfast they had processed away again, we presume to the local church.
But why?
Good old Google was consulted, it seems that today is the 193rd anniversary of the battle of Navarino, a sea battle fought not far from here between Turks (Ottomans) and their chums the Egyptians against Britain, France and Russia (yes we were all on the same side).
Until then the Greeks in the Peloponnese had been rebelling against the Turkish rule but had almost been defeated.
The Turkish Sultan wanted to finally crush this irritating rebellion, particularly as a great many Muslim civilians had been murdered by the rebels, so he sent in the navy.
Popular opinion in Europe was anti Turk (Muslim) and the social media of the day led by Lord Byron promoted the romantic idea of Greek nation, even though there was no such thing as Greece and the culture they were pushing died out 2000 years ago.
Add to this the concern of the governments of Britain, France and Russia that Turkey/Muslims should not be on European soil they decided to come to the rebels aid and set up a neutral state called Greece.
So on this day in 1827 the Turkish fleet was destroyed leading to the creation of Greece. As far as anyone knows no Greeks took part in the battle.
Just to emphasise who was in charge the three powers appointed a king to rule this new nation, the Greeks had no say in the choice. His name was Otto, he was a 17 year old Bavarian Catholic, the Greeks of course are Orthodox Christians.
So after that little history lesson what have we done today?
Our usual walk round the harbour, as you can see in the picture it almost looks like the Caribbean although the sea is cooler. We also photographed what must be the ugliest boat in the Med.
We then had a nice cycle ride round the olive groves behind our village, very flat (a requirement from Gill), and quite interesting.
The area is very fertile so there were all sorts of crops growing in what seem like family smallholdings. To finish off an exciting day we spent a few hours on the beach.
What a life, unfortunately tomorrow is our last day.