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 Hello folks, this is the drunken facebook post you’ve been waiting for

So we woke up in Rethymno with the sun blazing directly into our room.  It was impossible to ignore.  We must get up.  I got JW a coffee from the Everest below the Faros, and we packed up our shit and said goodbye.  But first a stop at our favorite bakery for some phylo pies and a croissant with chocolate cream.

The drive to Heraklion was uneventful and we drove down to the laundry place opposite the Marin Dream to drop off our dirty stuff.  Got a picture of the front, it is sad, we’ve been coming here since our first trip in 2013.  This place is family to us.  We hope they get this shit together.

So we then found our new hotel, the Kronos, which crazily enough is around the corner from our favorite restaraunt, Kastella.  It took us a few tries to find a place to park, but we did, and went inside.  A new hotel after all of this time is a treat.  This place was nice and the room looked directly out at the sea. And the shower was awesome. I could actually sit on the toilet without feeling like I was on a torture device, said my wife to me later.

The object then was go get some cash, take the cowtown to AgNik, and then buy some olives and shit for us and all of those who we love (not you bob).

We are in a pandemic, and something we havenT really brought up is that whole thing in Greece, and we’re not going to talk about it now.

On to Agios Nikolous, our favorite town on the eastern side of the island, there we went to the Cretan Olive Oil farm who just happened to be out of the olives we wanted to buy.  Boo.

Then we went to the Paradosiako for lunch, which is one of our favs.

Then we wandered around AgNikk looking for gifts, but few to find, lots of closed businesses, and very little merch in those that were open.  So we drove back to Heraklion and went through the main market area and just randomly picked a bunch of crap for people who could really care less anyways.

After gift buying we went to this awesome wine place and got a bottle for each of us for later.  Then we went by the laundry place and picked up the laundry.  Then we took that shit back to the hotel.

We packed up the gift suitcase, and went to the Kastella for dinner.  It was then we learned our beloved Kostas no longer worked there, but had left to start his own restaurant.  They were very koy about where he went, but we had a lovely dinner and went along with it when we finished they told us his new place was at the end of the street, right across from the hotel we were staying in.

Aghast, we walked down to say hello, and he was happy to see us, introduced us to his two sons working the place with him and his new wife from Poland.  He brought us drinks and then disappeared working the place and we got very uncomfortable, so we said goodbye and left.

The end.