A night out in Northern Greek village

After eating stew and chips in Naussa, followed by baklava, - which our hosts insisted on paying for - we went two a little village called Veria ( or Veroia) and our second encounter with a Bouzouki club. What a difference from Athens. It was a large converted cinema, pale blue and pink with high ceilings. It was much more family oriented, and we drank coca cola mixed with wine, which as quite nice. Each table had a platter of fruit this time and not the bottle of whiskey they had in Athens. We danced and danced, including the traditional Greek group dance in a circle. We danced until 2am, then they took us to their home and we flopped into bed. The bed by the way was high off the ground old 4 poster, with the strangest synthetic green fur cover.