Divine Liturgy at the Sparti Metropoli, visit to the lower gate at Mystras, traversed the Langada pass (mostly with my eyes closed), descended into Kalamata with our first sighting of the Mediterranean Sea, climbed up to Kardamili in the Messenian Mani, followed the cliff road south to Areopoli, then crossed over the Mani peninsula to Gethion, and returned to Sparti just at sunset. There must be something in the water here. Sincere beauty. Ison at the Sparti Metropoli was bone vibrating, prayed for restoration of Mummy's eyesite to unknown saint at the Mystras Metropoli (burned a candle and owe Saint money for the candle). Saint's picture had Roman soldiers jabbing several spears into his gut and many ex votos in testament of healings, one of a pair of eyes. Praying for Mama's eyes just seemed like the logical thing to do at the time.