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Kisamos et la plage de Balos
... avec cuisinette, exactement ce qu'il nous faut. Giulia, la propriétaire, fille de célèbres aubergistes de la région, nous invite à prendre le café. Elle nous raconte qu'elle a de la difficulté à attirer les touristes, qui, comme nous, ont lu les guides. Nous lui suggérons de s'afficher sur le web, ce qu'elle tente de faire avec difficulté, car elle ne connaît pas beaucoup ça et que ...
No fixed abode so a week in Crete
... kilos of luggage that we are still struggling to reduce down to two manageable travel packs. Ho hum, at least we have a week in Crete to give some thought to that while we get over the stress and strain of moving out.
Feeling somewhat liberated, we made our way to the airport on Sunday and after an uneventful flight found ourselves in the quaint but bustling town of Chania in the North West corner of Crete. We checked into the ...
Crete
... the staff here treat you like family. The host/receptionist on our arrival is named Jonis (the Greek version of Jon) he immediately made us feel welcome. After carrying our exceedingly heavy bags up three flights of stairs he took the time to introduce us to his city. With Jonis' help we knew of all the best places to go, see, experience, and relax at. First we walked along on harbor and found a coffee shop to sit at - we had some iced coffees and people watched. Then we went ...
A Walter prattle. Something to Crete? Perhaps?
Well maybe I'm mistrusting but it always seems I'm way too scared when arriving to someplace new, especially at night. Like somehow this new place will be the worst place ever, full of armed thieves, boogie men, and a half-dozen drugged up mutants. I know that it may sound ridiculous, but I will find myself performing a visual pat-down on everyone I see... Even the old. Even old people, OMG, like maybe ...
Athens to Crete
... Athens was quite a chore and should be considered an extreme sport. I'm pretty sure we were the only tourists on bikes. We were pretty much the only people on bikes. There is not a bike lane in the city, except for the beach front promenade which is really for pedestrians. But we managed to hold our own against the sea of scooter traffic, buses, and motorcycles. Anna was a trooper, some congested areas were pretty scary, and she just sat back and honked her little ...