We have boarded the ferry from Iraklio to Piraeas. All cabins were booked, we are put on a waiting list (in case of cancellations) but we are in position 32, not a big chance to actually get a cabin. No problem, we’ll find a place to stretch our limbs.
In the mean time we’ve started of on a reasonably good foot by feeding ourselves in the restaurant of the ferry: veal, tsoutsoukakia, horta, and blue cheese, washed down with some dry red wine. Could be worse. We’re heading for the bar for a sleeping cap and then hit the sack.