Chania, Crete (Day 2)

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Breakfast here in Chania does not start until 8am so there is plenty of time to do yoga beforehand (luckily I have a DVD player in my room).  Downstairs I got to meet the two lovely women who would be serving breakfast every day, and they made me feel very welcome. They freshly squeezed orange juice, made teas and coffees, eggs how you like it and provided a selection of hot and cold foods on a little buffet.  The hospitality was of the best I have found.  It was no trouble to book my tours and they also arranged to make up picnic boxes of food for me to take on the early morning starts.

The weather looked glorious and so putting my jetlag aside I decided to go exploring with my camera.  Spoilt for choice, the narrow alleyways in the walled old town had so many photo opportunities!  Bright coloured flowers filled the streets and overhanging vines made the back alleyway restaurants look so inviting.  I was in my element, loving every minute, and to top it off I found a chai latte at the Starbucks cafe, a Greek phone charger and a good book to read.  Not to mention that the shoe shops here are to die for, and I just had to buy a pair!  The port was peaceful and calm and the old stone buildings made a wonderful contrast to the blue water.  My first greek salad was bought here, and the fresh tomatoes and cucumber with local goats cheese was scrumptious.

Being out of my timezone I then had to buy fruit at 3pm because I was so hungry, and then of course I was not hungry at all at Greek dinner time.  At 8pm there was still a buzzing crowd on the waterfront, and the gyros I ordered just didn’t seem to taste as good or as healthy as I remembered all those years ago on Santorini… Maybe it was because I was not hungry and just a little tired…