It’s getting a little bit confusing for myself, this pre-dating of postings. I hope you can keep track of where you have been and where not. Anyway, the last 3 days have been spent mostly on trying to get those pictures in the correct format, in the correct entry, displayed in an esthetic way....
Read more →To all of you who exercised so much self control and patience I want to express my greatest gratitude. I’ve now entered the logs of the first days, the journey to Iraklio. There are no pictures yet, I will add those later today or tomorrow. Now I must be off to my first tenants...
Read more →It finally happened! The state owned telephone company OTE at long last made true on its promise to install the ISDN line into my appartement. Not exactly within the agreed upon time frame, but let’s not split hairs now over details. The important thing is that I’m now once more a fully connected citizen...
Read more →This is not working the way I expected it. Or at least, not at the spead I expected it. I’ll have to ask all of you to be a little bit patient until I have finished fighting my battles with local bureaucracy. I still have to rely on slow internet cafes to update my...
Read more →After skimming through the adverts for apartments at what had become my habitual morning hangout: coffee at Carola’s, I went to see 2 more apartments and one real estate agent. Minoanland the name was. Upon entry of the offices I immediately spotted something highly unusual in this part of the world: the whole office...
Read more →I woke up because my mobile phone rang. It was Yvonne. I was beaten. The fatigue of the journey had taken its toll. After a shower I got out on the streets and bought the local newspaper which I read through the adverts while having a cup of coffee at Carola’s coffee shop on...
Read more →Well. I did it, didn’t I? It’s now six thirty in the evening local time in Iraklio and I finally found an internet cafe to let you know I’m still alive. It has taken me exactly 97 hours from departure in Bilzen to arrival in the port of Iraklio. I’ll let you have the...
Read more →At around 8 o’clock in the morning we started to see the shores of Crete. Everybody rushed to the car decks where the usual display of seemingly absolute chaotic behaviour took place: all the engines were revved up, cars were being moved to better position them for the exit, all without the boat crew...
Read more →I got up late. Breakfast at the hotel was excellent. The view from the windows was nothing but extraordinary. You could see as far as the sea in the Gulf of Itéa. There was a group of young American students in one corner eating calmly and minding there own business. I chose a table...
Read more →I decided to get off at the first village that would have a place to stay for the night. By now it was past 6 o’clock, light was fading quickly, when I came to a crossroads in Itía. To the right was the main road to Athens, left pointed to Delphi, 9 kilometers away....
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