Dear Friends and Family,
Our two-day trek to the far western regions of Crete carried us to the town of Kolimbari which we decided to use as our base. After dinner at a local taverna and a restful night's sleep, we pulled open our shuuters, stepped out onto our balcony and were greeted with this early morning sight
The sun coming up over the eastern Mediterranean
It was a glorious gift for our second day. After fumbling together some coffee, I took a walk around the village, first exploring the harbor from the vantage point of the end of a sea wall
From there, looking toward the north, I could make out the monastery i. The distance
It was a crystal clear morning and you still see the faint outline of the moon against the brilliant blue backdrop
I did venture back toward the town, the catch a glimpse of the fishing fleet nestled into a watery nook
A very attractive and quiet little resting place. From there and with the recommendation of Stavros, we headed further west for the town of Platinos, located along the very western side of Crete. It was more dramatic coastline
And shimmering bays
Upon arriving in Platinos, we turned off the main road and began our descent into the tiny beach hamlet of Farasarnia
Which was little more than a series of tavernas and a bevy of beach umbrellas
We paused there at the bottom, but decided to climb halfway back up the hill to a charming, quaint taverna that almost literally seemed to hang out from a mountain side
We had a delicious lunch, trying a new dish called "boureki," a very traditional Cretan dish associated particularily with this western side of the island. It was a casserole, layered like lasagna, but with layers of potatoes and zucchini, topped with Greek myzithera cheese and thinly sliced tomatoes. It is then baked and it was fabulous. It immediately went on my "to cook" list upon our return home. After lunch, we returned for siesta in Kolimbari and had a decent, but not memorable dinner before turning in after a long, tiring, but satisfying day.
Friday morning we leisurely got up, packed and bid adieu to our host, taking a couple of his cards, so as to remember the place if fortune returned us to Kolimbari. Along our route home, we stopped at a lovely stretch of beach for a beer, but by mid-afternoon found ouselves back i Sisi. It was a nice coup,e of days, but we did realize that despite the new scenery, there was something comforting about the familiarity of our own village, however, only our own until Saturday when we head for the mainland of Greece. Hopefully I will find one more blog from this ancient island. Stay tuned.
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