After strolling through the oddly desolate fortress high above Rethymno, Crete, we wandered the maze of lanes in the Venetian-Ottoman quarter, grateful for the shade beneath the pretty floral canopies. In the evening, we had a dip in azure waters of Missira beach, where we lucked out and managed to book a beach bungalow at charming, laid back Camping Elizabeth in spite of the fact that we’re smack dab in the middle of high season. Unlike Elise, who’s fully in vacation mode, I’m finding that my city self is completely at odds with the pace of the island…but the scorching heat, the gentle waves in the cool water, and one marvelously delicious meal after another are slowly forcing me to adjust.
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