Crete
“Rocky formations clinging to the wave-battered coast, watched over by the rusting remains of farming ventures past. There are car-less roads haphazardly through mountain valleys, glowing peaks bask beneath sunny skies that it seems borrowed from another world, improbably yellow forests and beach-side rolling surf that no doubt call to those with newly waxed boards. Images that conjure of an era you would have thought long since confined to the annals of history. ”
NOTE:
We write this from Crete as we went back to our vacation home, where memories are formed, nostalgia is nurtured and plenty of growing up happens. To walk, to take its sunsets, to drink raki and hold late-night conversations.
Being natives, our thoughts on Crete are a little hazy, committed to teenage memory at a time when we had no control over the journey of life and preferred parties to landscapes when it came to the island’s travel offerings. We do recall this sense, everytime we drive away from Chania’s city center, off heading into the wild southern coast. The roads come with better views than remembered, the Mountains growing increasingly denser beneath a near-endless sea. We also remember joking about the sheep, these bemused creatures now replaced by tourism as the isle’s main earners. Being older and considerably fonder of a homeland, we are here to complete one task – to actually notice the landscape.
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