Our taxi driver, Elias drove me to Kelefa after I showed him a portion of my family tree. The road to the village was so narrow that when another car or bus came you had to pull off the road. Kelefa is maybe 5 kilometers from Aeriopolis. When we got there, Elias knocked on a door of a Katsoulakos home and when she looked at the family tree, acknowledged that we were of the same family. I explained that I wanted to see the home of our great great grandfather and she arranged to have her sister meet us in the morning to make the journey.