As many of you know, I was in Greece for a month in December and January. Being able to travel is one of the greatest joys of being my own boss and setting my own schedule. It’s taken me a while to get here, but I’m so grateful to have these opportunities.
I’m breaking this post up into at least three parts – partially because I don’t want to write it all at once and partially because it would make an enormous post.
We start in Iraklio (or Heraklion, or any other number of crazy combinations of letter choice.) I’m the travel planner between the two of us, and I figured it’d be easier to just get all the flying done ahead of time, so though we passed through Athens after 16 something hours of travel, we had yet one more one-hour flight to conquer to get to Crete, the largest of the Greek islands. Almost immediately, we were taken with Greece’s seemingly unending supply of delights – small, unexpected things, constantly surprising us. For instance, within about half an hour of arriving in Iraklio, we saw a wedding arrive at a historic church.