Spinalonga, Greece
Today was the day, the day I had dreamed of, to step on the island of Spinalonga. I had researched, planned so we would be the one of the first on the island before the hoards of visitors arrived from Elounda and Agia Nickolas and beyond.
How utterly disappointed was I when yet another bad night sleep due to my age, aka hot flushes, left me in sleep land (when we should have been on the road to catch that first ferry from Plaka), with a thoughtful husband thinki...