Two cute Swedish backpackers turned up seeking a place for the night so we got digging, extending our excavation to accommodate them in our pit. All six of us slept like a can of sardines, lid peeled back. The pheromone levels were so high lying there between Allegra and Astrid that I remember having to cool off in the sea before getting in the right frame of mind for sleep.
Wrenched away from this Elysium, a veritable paradise of the gods, we took a bus to Chania 110 miles west to track down a wartime Greek friend of Thomas’s father..
Neville Hunt over 4 years ago
Sounds really nice😛