Third day on the isle of Crete. We have become Cretans. Art’s friend George Zannos recommended a Greek travel agent, who booked us into a nice, family resort for 43 Euros per night. Yup, you heard that right. We’ve got our own little condo with a pool, overlooking the Aegean Sea, for a mere 43 Euros. Not sure what kind of karma we had to cash in for this, but it’s a welcome break after the theatrical journey of Berlin and the pig-knuckle cuisine of Prague.
We took in the ancient Minoan palace of Knossos – great ruins. And we’ve revisited a variety of Greek myths – Zeus is from Crete, and Icarus met his fate here flying too close to the sun. Other than that, it’s been beach and pool, beach and pool, beach and pool.
But it’s Monday now, so school starts back up for Dec and Cal. Not much joy in Crete this morning for them. So we’re doing a “field trip” to a kid-friendly museum exploring life in Crete (with interactive kid activities). Declan will take notes and use this as the basis of this week’s essay. Sylvia, thanks so much for the new workbooks for Callum. He will be more than ready for Kindergarden in the Fall.
Connan says that Blake is “as relaxed as I’ve ever seen you” with the play in his wake. For her part, she broke out the bikini yesterday!!! (Pictures are under strict supervision.)
Here’s a little gallery of Cretan pix:
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| Blake at Knossos |
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| This picture says it all. Look at Cal's foot. |
We are here until Thursday AM. Then it’s on to Athens to see the ruins.
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