Day 8 Drifting off to sleep, with thoughts of the comments of people that had warned against spending the night here, was not so easy. But, in what…
Wasting no time, we packed up from camping at Balandra and went to the next beach over, Playa Tecolate, to try and join a tour over to Isla…
Day 1 – There and Back Again It’d been nearly two years since I’d last visited a country for the first time (Bulgaria was the last, in case…
Day 4 – Arts and Sunset After a weekend of socialising and decadently indulging in some of the finer things the city has to offer, it was time…
I’d been living in the U.S for a little over a year, and I still hadn’t visited New York City (or ventured to the East Coast). I decided,…
As is usually the way, plans for a free weekend are started on a Wednesday, which means that options are slim as more organised people have already made…
Day 16 – Back in Athens The near constant sunshine of the past two weeks had come to an end. Waking and opening the curtains in the small…
It was surprising to share the ferry back to Crete from Gavdos with so many familiar faces, from people that caught the ferry over here with us a…
Day 11 – Moving House The temporary towel that I put up last night to block some of the sand entering my hammock with the gusting wind worked…
Day 8 – Goodbye Loutro, Hello Gavdos The last morning in Loutro started the same as all that came before it – sunrise, swim, sfakian pie. Once this…