Cyprus is a small life!
Pathos. A city with such a name, by definition, cannot be simple. And, indeed, Paphos was once the capital of Cyprus, and now it is an open-air museum. The rock monastery of St. Neophyte, the Archaeological Park with magnificent mosaics, the catacombs where the first Christians hid from the pagans, the ancient church where, according to legend, the Apostle Paul was beaten, the tombs of the kings, the amphitheater - almost all this heritage is concentrated in the city center, next to the embankment .
Timokha began to ask for the beach from early in the morning. And, if on that day we had other plans like to ride, travel and swim in the evening, Tim reminded of his desire with enviable regularity, every quarter of an hour, dreamily sighing: “I wish I could plunge into some water now, if only my parents would take me to beach, I wish I could learn to swim... "And when we, already pierced by a sense of guilt that we were not taking the child to the sea, finally found ourselves on the shore, he sat down on the sand, picked it with a stick, dug trenches, and my husband and I took turns stomping around he was persuaded to go into the water. I went in for some 10 minutes, and then again sat down on the sand "not to like the waves. "
