Well, today was as bad as we expected it to be. We did manage to get out of the apartment with no issues, and even Troy was compliant as he dragged himself through the motions. But we were all tired. We are not made for the Greek way of life of staying up late every night socializing, especially when we have to get up early the next morning. Several days of this in a row, and our batteries are drained. So, we grabbed my mother-in-law and her best friend; loaded up on coffee, milk, and donuts from the only bakery open on a Sunday morning; and headed to Heraklion.
The airport was surprisingly packed, but we got away
okay. My wife and son slept on the plane,
even though the flight was only about 45 minutes long. I crashed as soon as we got to my mother-in-law’s
house. I had a good three-hour nap
before getting up for some food. I was
still exhausted, so I spent the evening enjoying the sea breeze on the balcony
while my wife and son took another nap.
We have another early flight tomorrow morning to Cyprus for the last stage of our adventure. Which means another repacking of our suitcase tonight. I can’t believe that we will have taken eight different flights by the time this trip is over.

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