boats bob on the turquoise sea, stumbling on a solitary whitewashed chapel hidden at the end of a donkey track. Think of a late supper in the old village with your new friends and neighbours, sampling the local wine whilst your meal cooks slowly over the charcoal fire. Then finally back to your Crete home, to the silence of the countryside at night, to sleep, dreaming of the next day...

In a word - Wonderful !  The days in the sun fly by.