I have great memories of Crete. Stayed in Ammoudara a few times, and with a cousin who'd married a Cretan and lived in a tiny fishing village on the coast opposite to Aghios Nikkolaidos (sp?). Bet it's not a tiny fishing village now, nearly 30 years on. At the time she was the only foreigner there - remember driving along about a 10k dirt track to get to the village.
Liked to drive inland, find some remote village in the hills... whereupon Cretan women would coming rushing out of the inevitable home with a battered Coca Cola sign outside, and persuade you to stop for something to eat. Their curiosity always got me - they would think nothing of going through your gear, wife's handbag etc, and examining its contents, while you sat eating some delicious dishes without a clue how much it would cost (very little at all in the 70s/80s).
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