During an evening swim at Paleochora’s Sandy Beach, which is not among Crete’s most celebrated beaches, I nonetheless witnessed the most beautiful scene of our visit yet. The sun was setting behind the mountains, bathing the beach and its tidy rows of tiki umbrellas in golden light. Live music started playing from a beachside restaurant – something folksy with a fiddle and deep male voice. In the water near us, a Greek man with the blackest hair and beard and woman with long blonde ringlets and a hunched grandma immediately joined hands high in the air and started dancing. At the water’s edge, a couple started practicing a line dance, stepping to the side, skipping, and then stepping again to the side. A young boy near them neatly tapped his hand to the sole of his foot, first on the right side, then the left, while three little girls turned simultaneously in circles. Elise said “Mommy, dance with me!” With all that magic happening around us, how could I not? So we got out of the water and tied our sarongs around us as dresses and made up our own line dance (cross steps, kicks, dos-a-dos…), cracking up as we messed up or accidentally kicked each other. But a jogger passing by gave us a thumb’s up, surely just for effort given the virtuosity around us, but it felt good to be acknowledged as being a part of that lovely local scene.#nocamera #inthemoment #paleochora
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