Attican Adventures

April 27, 2008

So, onto the rest of my trip. After sleeping 12 hours the night before, and skipping dinner, an extreme rarity for me, I woke up at 7am fresh for the day ahead at a place on the Greek mainland called Meteora. Meteora is famous for its cliff-side monasteries, built somewhere between 1400 and 1500AD, and are built on high cliff sides, mainly for protection and peace and quiet. The view was pretty sweet, and I spent my time fantasising about which rooms would be used for what if I had owned the monastery. Also I took a sweet photo in pitch black (with flash that wasn’t supposed to be used) and it turned out awesome, if I can be bothered, I’ll put it up later. The rest of that day consisted of pigging out on seedy lamb and garlic sauce rolls (yes plural) a long drive and a plane ride to the island Crete.

Crete was probably the best place we stayed at. It was once run by the Venetians in the 1500’s (I think) and still looks that way. Especially in the ‘old part’ of town, where we stayed. I decided, one day I am going to retire to Chania in Crete (where we stayed) Wake up and have a coffee on the harbour, ride a sweet scooter (motor one, not the other type that I don’t want to talk about), and spend the rest of my years with some later decided hobby. My food base also widened whilst at Crete. I indulged in goat, shark and snails. Of which, none of them were particularly enjoyable. Crete has a pretty awesome tradition, of giving restaurant customers complementary alcohol and desserts after the end of the meal. The alcohol they give is called Raki and is a shot. It’s quite strong and not very easy to drink. They give you quite a bit, and you don’t want to offend them so you have to drink it all. I bought some of it whilst in Chania and brought it back home. Driving in a place like Chania is also a bit of an experience. We were in a mini-van (not so mini) and had to weave through crazy traffic, people parked everywhere and total chaos on the road. The fact that the vans side mirrors were so high saved us from a couple of swipes, though I’m sure the locals are used to their mirrors getting knocked.

I had planned to post the rest of my journeys in this entry, but have grown weary and I’m sure the level of my writing has grown worse as the post has gone on, and my interest levels dropped. Anyway more of my adventures, and photos, if I can be bothered, to come shortly.

:: By huw bizzle 2 Comments


  1. How is that scar on your nose – still there?

    Comment by tricky — April 27, 2008 #

  2. Did you see any car crashes?

    Comment by mellow — May 3, 2008 #

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