Where, oh where, to begin. I got home late last night from a 24hr trip to Sitia, a city located on the east side of Crete, which is about a 4hr drive from where I am staying on the west side in Chania. I was invited to go with Jenny Moody (an archaeologist who's been living/studying here for 30+yrs), McKay, and Jenny's friend/old colleague, Tamara. We went to an ancient Minoan dinner on the sea and were guided around Minoan ruins from over 3,000 years ago. The following day McKay and I hiked the Gorge of Richtis, which, turns out, actually meant hiking through pages of the most enchanted fairy-tale ever written... or unwritten, for that matter. I'll let the millions of photos do the talking. The Minoan dinner and enchanted fairy-tale, however, have to wait until another post. I'm heading into the city right now with McKay and Dimitris to meet with a tattoo artist (!!!!!) and enjoy the night. Really quick, before we go, I HAVE to share the high (with whoever is reading this) that I am still on from the paradise we went to today.
I'm only two weeks into this journey and every single day has been like nothing I'd ever imagined. Here's why:
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| The duo. |
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| Look to the left and you'll see where we climbed down. |
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| That's me! |
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| Winding home. The inlet down to the right is where we were. |
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| Beaming light of relief signifying that we did not fall off the cliff. |
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