Santa Marina Chania

... invasion, mainly in May 1941. Alison&#8217;s father, Arch, fought in these battles, and was captured, spending most of the war in prison camps. <br><br>The city of Chania is on the sea with a beautiful Venetian waterfront, with lots of cafes (including a great gelateria with delicious sorbets) &#8211; our lunch included whitebait (which seemed to be battered sardines) in a café set in lovely surroundings &#8211; an old soap factory built ...

... a turn in the dark and only got back on track after a half hour and two lots of directions (including from some Germans, so that shouldn&#8217;t count, as they weren&#8217;t sure where we were either).<br><br>Parking is a haphazard affair in Crete. We parked outside the terminal with dozens of others and asked the driver of a van parked beside us if we could me towed. He laughed and shrugged and said at worst a small fine, but ...

... Greek buses-my neck actually kept whipping up as I slept on a later bus to Heraklion. Needless to say, I will not miss Greek public transportation). Once we got to the top of the mountain, we got out of the bus only to be assailed by a lot of unpleasant wind. Some ***** who we dubbed the Last of the Samarians kept making us move to the back of the line because Courtney hadn't put her sneakers on yet. Then we were finally off on the part of the Greece trip ...

We ended up taking a bus to a town called Rethmynos to see this big old fortress with a mosque and a church within it, overlooking the water. It was interesting enough, but then we headed to the main part of town, which our "trusty" Lonely Planet had referred to as the second most charming city in Crete. I can only come to the conclusion that Crete is full of some **** cities. It was a weird ghost town full of ...

... a while but I am really ready and looking forward to it! Flying into Vancouver next wednesday then somehow getting over to Victoria where will meet dad, Lena and Karen then on friday mom is arriving! oh man it is going to be so much fun! then on sunday we are all flying home together! Which I think is really nice!<br><br>So thats about it have to get out in that sunshine to keep up my dark tan ;-)) Life is so hard!!!

... how lucky am I to be Canadian where I am allowed to walk free and where I don't get harassed and where I don't have to ask for permission for anything. it's weird and freaky and good and bad all at the same time. I don't knwo what else to say it messes your ehad a little bit and makes you sad at the same time. And then you think wow maybe you take everything for granted you travel around europe by yourself having good and bad things happen but at least you have the choice.

ok so I have gone this long in my life and hear I am thinking how WONDERFUL life is sitting in the shade of a olive trea feet up on another chair reading an engaging book sipping on Ouzo and coke and then BAM sharp pain in ALMOST my arm pit! AGHHHHH I YELP a high pitch EEEE into the air jumping out of my seat slapping at myself profusly (thinking a nasty spider has copme along dropped on me bitten me and is now in my dress) but NO look into where the pain was (hard ...

... are sitting on a terrace sipping fresh orange juice, enjoying baklava and listening to Grecian radio. Nex t week we will try to take a ferr to Italy so whish us good luck! I hope you are well and not becoming too jealous *g*<br><br>~*~<br><br>SMS from mum<br><br>- Liesel are you wlaking through the (Samarian) Gorge now? At the end you can take a boat. Love mama<br><br><br>

A mix of chocolate, cherry and banana as I taste my icecream. We arrived at Kissamos today and we treated ourselves on a well deserved treat. We are sitting on the main square shaded from the sun by big palm leaved parasols while the crickets make as much noise as possible so we don't forget them either. Now and then a car passes or a woman walking her dog. It's ...

... in and out. We decided that couldn't be it and headed back to the bus stop. A stray dog decided we were his friends and followed us until we found our bus. He was pretty annoying, but in a cute kind of way. Charlie named him Kujo. We found our way to the Old Harbor at Chania. It was the cutest part of the town. The hotel we had hoped to find no longer existed so we wandered into an old building that looked pretty quaint and asked if we could see a room. They were adorable and ...