We were supposed to go to Crete today. We’ve been having more and more of these days lately. Days we’re supposed to do something, but then we… don’t. I think it’s a side effect of traveling for so long. Andrew thinks it’s a side effect of Africa, even though we’ve been out of Africa for a month now. We go through phases. Right now, the phase has been to slow. it. down. We were going to do three islands at least, but then knocked it down to two (Santorini and Crete). Crete is a bit bigger than Santorini, and neither of us are looking forward to moving more quickly around the island (sleeping in a different town every couple of days) so I was pretty grateful when Andrew agreed we could stay an extra day in Santorini. And I finally had my first moussaka IN Greece. It was pretty awesome, but to be completely honest, it might not get first place over the gigantic salads and fries with feta that we’ve had on the mainland.
I’m not gonna lie: (as you can tell by the day in a minute above) we didn’t do much. at all. We sat outside our bungalow for breakfast again listening to the sounds of the man next door go through his bathroom routine in the morning. And then it started to rain. The one day that we stay behind to enjoy the beach, and it rains… It didn’t last long, but the cloudy sky did and it’s been pretty cool most of the day.
On our walk back from dinner, we were invited to a beachfront bar that is going to have live music starting at nine. Being on the road is quite different than a two week vacation and we recognized how ridiculous we are when we rattled off our reasons (to each other) why we probably wouldn’t be attending the live performance:
me: Um, doesn’t she know that I’m watching Game of Thrones tonight?
Andrew: Doesn’t she know 8:00 is our be home by time?
me: We’re not on vacation for two weeks, we’re in it for the long haul: our budget doesn’t include expensive drinks on the beach!
