The Barbecue

I’ve just finished reading Henry Miller’s The Colossus of Maroussi where Miller speaks with such love and affection for the Greeks. He regularly mentions the hospitality and generosity he receives even from the poorest people. It reminded me of one of our earliest introductions to this famous Greek hospitality. Before we moved to Afrata, one …

A new home

We’ve lived in several different short-term homes since arriving in Crete. So we were really looking forward to finally moving into our permanent base. Our first stop was ten days in a lovely apartment in the centre of Chania – down by the harbour – a couple of minutes walk into the Old Town. We …

The Day of St. George, Asi-Gonia

We heard about this quirky festival during a BBQ with our very hospitable neighbours/Airbnb hosts, Katerina and Miltos, the previous Saturday night and decided it was something worth checking out. Asi-Gonia is a small mountain village about an hour (and a beautiful drive it is – the vegetation changes and it becomes more lush) from …

Delphi

I’ve just started to read Lawrence Durrell’s The Greek Islands and it is very apt because he starts the first chapter by describing the traveller ‘slipping southward along the heel of Italy, as if down a Christmas stocking full of small treasure-towns’.  Durrell suggests getting the ferry from Brindisi, which is near the bottom of …

Verona

I was sorry to leave Padua as I loved it immediately upon entering the old town. It has a lovely feel to it. It’s a city you could imagine living in for a year or two because it feels ‘real’. Full of gorgeous piazzas and in typical Italian fashion, the locals seem to be all …

Slovenia

What was supposed to be an acceptable four hour journey to Lake Bled,  somehow became a seven hour day in the car. One of the reasons being we set off a few hours later than planned (without the bloody roof rack). There was an incredible amount of traffic on the German motorways. We were moving …

Another day in Munich

There is something very luxurious about waking up in a hotel room knowing that you do not have to pack up again and check out. After a leisurely shower in our spacious bathroom followed by an unremarkable breakfast, we hit the streets of Munich. Wandering around, we came some churches, including the Church of our …

Baden-Baden

There was none of the pomp and ceremony I was hoping for crossing the border from France into Germany. Not so much as a small signpost! We knew though, as we crossed the expansive river Rhine that we were now in the territory of the leaders of the EU. As Sorties changed to Ausfahrts we …

Metz

Honfleur was certainly a good first stopover. I fell in love with the old wood and slate houses of different shapes and sizes squashed together along tiny streets. Our hotel was quirky too. It was more like a room in an apartment run by a glamorous middle aged lady with a teddy bear fetish. I …

Starting out

Moving house is stressful. Moving house voluntarily twice in three years is verging on crazy. In both cases though, the moves have been for exciting reasons. The first was moving to our ‘forever’ home (otherwise known as the house you will be waked in). This time around we are relocating to the island of Crete …