Crete has been awesome. We've crammed so many activities into 2 weeks. But now it's time to say goodbye to sweating while sleeping and feeding the mosquitoes of the Mediterranean.
In Crete a cocktail looks like a birthday cake, and no one really seems to care what you do. I've seen enough elderly topless women to last a life time, and the nudist colony down the beach doesn't have a member under 75. We've traveled to lakes fed from underground springs, ancient forts built by the Venetians (apparently they make more than window blinds), monasteries, old cities, new cities, mountain panoramas, leper colonies, and caves. We've walked for miles along beaches, traveled to cities via coach, hopped on a fake train (it was just a tractor pulling carts on wheels) to touristy areas, and finally rented a quad for a 145km journey through a large city, along a highway, and through a dozen little mountain villages. Back home you get a ticket for not wearing a seatbelt, but in Crete it's apparently just fine for two people to ride a quad down the shoulder of 40km of highway and then bomb around a mega city (where 4 or 5 vehicles somehow always manage to cram across a one lane road).
We bus back to the airport at 6:00 GMT (Greek-maybe-time) tomorrow
i do 37 in my sleep
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