Greasy fingers

Following my unresearched assumption that the concrete play area was some sort of modern art, Rachael did what I would never have done and looked it up, turns out its some sort of memorial, now I wonder if it was offensive to just make a wrong assumption and call it art, after all when you assume, you make an ass out of some guy name Ume, poor Ume, always being made into an ass.

Continuing the pattern of moving forwards in time, one foreign holiday at a time, we now come to the end of Summer 2011, allow me to take you to Amoudara, Crete. Wait, let me rephrase that, I don't know that I want to take you anywhere, what if you have just come across my little blog by clicking the button that’s sometimes at the top of blogspots to jump to a random blog? Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with you being here, its a free internet, read all you like, though I'm not sure how much interest there is in reading about the occasional holidays of someone you've never even met... The point I'm trying to make is I don't want to feel obligated to take everyone who reads this on a holiday to Greece, at the current rate, I would probably only have to take one or two people away, but what if it gets out that you get a free holiday  just by reading a blog post I wrote about a holiday from over 2 years in the past? It might be free for you reader, but I would have to pay for it, At best, my entire working life would probably be geared towards paying for these holidays, though I don't think any job gives you enough holiday days to take all these trips. I suppose the sudden influx in traffic could mean I could add adverts to this blog, but even then, I don't think the numbers will land in my favour - I think a single click on a sponsored link is worth a few pence at best, a holiday to Crete is probably about £400, Even with adverts I am losing about £399.95 a visit. That's only if you as a visitor to this blog clicks the adverts, you're probably using some sort of ad blocker, yet you still expect your free holiday, you disgust me. This is a totally unsustainable business model and I will no longer be pitching it on Dragons Den.

Thats the last time I use confusing language as it seems to get me into trouble, to be clear, we went to Amoudara (that holiday I'm not just going to take you on for nothing - Freeloader) which apparently means 'long sandy beach' which is quite a good way of describing it, if not quite a lazy way of describing it since it is right there in the name and takes no effort whatsoever to point it out once again. This is the beach in question, shot on our newly fixed camera, which we are obviously putting at risk of damage from the sand all around us, but that’s just the kind of daring people we are.

We stayed at the Uncle George Apartments in Crete, the Apartment was nice and clean but by itself was not really noteworthy enough to warrant a mention, the part that does need to be mentioned though is downstairs, below the apartments is the Restaurant run by Costas and his wife, the nicest people in the world with really nice local food cooked by Costas's mother. We did not actually meet her, but apparently she liked us because we ate everything she made us, but how could we not? As stated above, it was all really nice.

I cannot say whether they would remember us, and due to the number of people that would stay and eat there, my guess would be no, but Costas treated us as if we were old friends and amusingly would apologise for the weather, it was never even so much as cold out, just a little bit cloudy, the kind of weather you would be delighted to get while holidaying at the end of summer. But if he does remember us, he might be quite confused if I took someone else with me on the next holiday and in fact several different people in close succession to each other. But that doesn't matter, remember the offer is not on the table, so stop asking.

I think that at every available opportunity, you should photograph Turtles swimming, I seem to recall having similar photographs from Bulgaria at some point, so it seemed apt to include it here too.

Speaking of animals...

 

Oh, now I'm sad... Bye sand Dagless