Farewell, Crete 2019: A Cheeky Recap of Day Fourteen

Packing and Pant Dilemmas

Ah, the bittersweet symphony of the final days of vacation! Michele, our early bird, was already diving into the treacherous task of packing away clothes. It’s all about avoiding that last-minute frenzy, you know? But amidst the folding and stuffing, a crucial question loomed: long pants or shorts for the journey home? The eternal struggle of comfort versus style! Our flight, a grand finale of sorts, is slated for arrival in Manchester at the ungodly hour of 23:00 on Tuesday, the 1st of October. And yes, back to the grind on Wednesday. Let the countdown begin!

Lounger Logistics and Russian Encounters

With a swift shuffle of sun loungers on the beach, we were poised for yet another day of leisure. Reading, swimming, and soaking up the sun – the holy trinity of vacation pastimes. Ah, but the plot thickens! I mentioned yesterday the influx of Russians, many with tiny tots in tow. And let’s not forget our daily aerial entertainment: fighter jets streaking across the sky. A spectacle indeed, though the ownership remains a mystery. The Aegean Sea, a steadfast companion throughout our sojourn, greeted us once more with its tranquil waters, now tinged with a hint of warmth. As if on cue, our finned friends made a cameo, nibbling at our unsuspecting limbs. A spa treatment, Cretan style!

Literary Escapades and Missing Comrades

In the realm of literary conquests, victory was ours! I bid adieu to Tom Clancy’s Red Storm Rising, now embarking on the thrilling odyssey of Patriot Games. Alas, amidst the triumphs, a somber note: Rena, our breakfast and dinner companion, was conspicuously absent, reportedly under the weather.

Farewells and Future Plans

Post-dinner perambulations led us up the bustling main street, a veritable labyrinth of souvenir shops. While our quest for trinkets was modest, fate intervened, presenting Nancy with a Christmas stocking filler. A serendipitous encounter, if ever there was one! Back at the bar, we bid farewell to Alex, our steadfast purveyor of libations. To him, we raise a glass – or several – for his unwavering service. And so, ensconced in conversation with Peter and Evie, we pondered the mysteries of life. A delightful couple, with dreams of traversing California, albeit sans the Hawaiian sojourn. Ah, the allure of adventure beckons once more!

A Night of Revelry and Russian Ruckus

Our final soirée in Crete was not without its drama. Enter the drunken Russians, their raucous revelry punctuating the tranquility of the night. Oh, the spectacle! Clad in boisterousness, they clamored for premium drinks, heedless of local customs. Ah, the audacity! But fret not, dear Alex, our beacon of hospitality, navigated the tempest with aplomb, albeit with a hint of exasperation. And thus, amidst the chaos, we bid adieu to Crete, a chapter closed but memories cherished.