“Life is a process of becoming. A combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.” – Anais Nin
I arrived late in the evening in Heraklion on the island of Crete and took a taxi to a very nice hotel. I found out a little late in the planning (see after I bought a plane ticket from Istanbul) that most of the places in Crete were not really opening for a few more weeks, and the places that were open were on the upper end of my budget.
But it was only one night so I settled in and had a wonderful night’s sleep. I woke the next morning to a gorgeous view out the window. I enjoyed a great breakfast and then stored my bag. I walked out on their very long walkway/pier that extends about 2.4 kilometers into the sea. Afterwards, I wandered around the city during the day.
Later that evening, I met up with some folks from Couch Surfing. We rode the bus out to a big gymnasium where they were doing a combination of dancing and martial arts called tricking. I wished for some lights to do some really cool photos for them.
Afterwards, they took me to the bus station as I had made reservations at a place in another town that was highly rated and had listed some great room rates. The bus dropped me off on the side of a big road and I walked a few hundred yards to finally find the place I was headed. I was so excited as the place had a sauna and other nice amenities and I was looking forward to relaxing there for a couple of days.
I arrived around 11:00 and the owner came out. Turns out the place was under renovations in preparation for the season and he forgot to turn off the online reservation option on the site where I booked my room. He found me a room to sleep for the night as he did not want to turn me away since it was not my fault that I was there. The next morning he made me a super strong cup of coffee and graciously didn’t charge me anything for the room.
I went into the town and the place with decent rates was very sketchy. All the other places had much higher rates than I wanted to pay, so after walking around for a couple of hours I came up with a plan. I realized that even though it meant more hours than I wanted to spend on a ferry, I was better off to take a ferry into Athens that night and leave a couple hours later on another ferry to Santorini than I was to wait around three more days for the next direct ferry to Santorini. So that is what I did, but not before stopping off for a scoop of Ben & Jerry’s.
Maybe I’ll get back there some day when everything is open, but I’m very happy with my choice to go on to Santorini as you’ll read about in the next couple of posts.
So here are photos from my 48 hour adventure on the island of Crete.