Paleochora - Sougia.
24th October
The weather was quite unbelievable this morning. We were all packed up and ready to move on to Sougia, which is further along the south coast, but had to delay leaving for a couple of hours. Our original plan was to take the ferry which starts in Paleochora and heads east to 4 different seaside villages. But ever since arriving here, the ferry has been cancelled. There had been even more of a storm last night with torrential rain and high winds. I was not too sorry that we couldn't get on a boat in these conditions, but it meant that either we had to take a bus, all the way back to Chania and then down to the south again, or hire a car. Our new best friend in Notos cars did a (not particularly cheap) deal, - (did we have a choice), but we now have the luxury of our own wheels for the next 2 weeks.
Whilst waiting for some sort of visibility we met a very nice couple from Wales who spend their lives walking around various countries in the world, and they know Crete well. They gave us a good list of places we should look at, on the island. Armed with this and more from the Whartons and the Fraser's, we now have a good check list to rival The Rough Guide which is already embedded on Vivi's iPad.
In the end we gave up waiting and had a really horrid 4 hour drive over tortuous mountain roads, some leading nowhere, before arriving in Sougia. There was nil visibility quite a lot of the way with many rock falls and road damage en route. We had hoped to see some sights on the way, but not even the goats were out.
Once in Sougia, we joined a crowd watching the gorge expelling vast quantities of mud, rocks and branches into the sea.
We thought our rooms were the other side of this flood, but luckily they weren't as there was no way of crossing this flood for at least 24 hours.
It was pretty chilly but there was a good beach bar with a wood burner in the middle where we had a
most delicious piping hot bowl of goulash.
Sougia is a rather hippy-fied town with a quite charming laid back feel particularly at the end of the season. Our (Lotos) room was above a cafe and looked right over the beach, it took 10 minutes to explore the village between storms and we even managed to find a bottle of Grouse in the local minimart - which was a relief because we were by then running pretty short!
We had a good supper in Rebetiko's taverna, which is run by 2 Dutch girls. The majority of people
look as though they spend months if not years here and seem to be mainly Northern European.
24th October
The weather was quite unbelievable this morning. We were all packed up and ready to move on to Sougia, which is further along the south coast, but had to delay leaving for a couple of hours. Our original plan was to take the ferry which starts in Paleochora and heads east to 4 different seaside villages. But ever since arriving here, the ferry has been cancelled. There had been even more of a storm last night with torrential rain and high winds. I was not too sorry that we couldn't get on a boat in these conditions, but it meant that either we had to take a bus, all the way back to Chania and then down to the south again, or hire a car. Our new best friend in Notos cars did a (not particularly cheap) deal, - (did we have a choice), but we now have the luxury of our own wheels for the next 2 weeks.
Whilst waiting for some sort of visibility we met a very nice couple from Wales who spend their lives walking around various countries in the world, and they know Crete well. They gave us a good list of places we should look at, on the island. Armed with this and more from the Whartons and the Fraser's, we now have a good check list to rival The Rough Guide which is already embedded on Vivi's iPad.
In the end we gave up waiting and had a really horrid 4 hour drive over tortuous mountain roads, some leading nowhere, before arriving in Sougia. There was nil visibility quite a lot of the way with many rock falls and road damage en route. We had hoped to see some sights on the way, but not even the goats were out.
Once in Sougia, we joined a crowd watching the gorge expelling vast quantities of mud, rocks and branches into the sea.
We thought our rooms were the other side of this flood, but luckily they weren't as there was no way of crossing this flood for at least 24 hours.
It was pretty chilly but there was a good beach bar with a wood burner in the middle where we had a
most delicious piping hot bowl of goulash.
Pussy cat knows the warmest place!
The excellent shop which sells the Famous Grouse!
look as though they spend months if not years here and seem to be mainly Northern European.
One minute we are in swimmers the next everything we've got!
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