Hallo Englishman,
O,you are going to have such a fantastic time.
Last year I went to Kreta with the children and we are absolutely going back.A good idea would be to rent a car and go sightseeing,there is so much to see and it´s all so different than we are used to.
We did that and often we had a meal in one of the small local restaurants-the food is very good,we often had something of wich I have forgotten the name,but it´s a sort of toast with chopped tomatoes and fresh cheese.A little basil and oliveoil on top...hmmm.It may not sound like anything but it tastes fantastic!
On the way from our apartment to the local village we always passed a few goats who seemed to live of nothing,just some dry grass-and we felt sorry for them.So we would keep the old bread and bring it along for the goats.Now never tell me a goat is stupid because after a few days they knew us and would come running towards us when they spotted us.....
One day we didn´t have any old bread and we had to go to the village,of course,there were the goats again.We felt so sorry for them and my youngest son just couldent go away without giving something to the one who looked most hungry- but all he had was his chewing gum.The puzzeled look on that goats face was priceless,it just stood there chewing and chewing with such a funny expression.When we came back later on it still stood there still chewing along.
But-as the boy´s said:what a fresh breath that goat had!
Viktoria