The Burnetts are at the historic harbor in Chania, Crete. That means we are directly across from the trendy Nama restaurant, med-moored in between some fishing boats converted into tourboats and some powerboat yachts. Because that’s where 48-ft catamarans end up. Every day we see people file past on foot, Segway, or horse & carriage,…
So the Burnetts’ enjoyment of Crete was dampened a bit lately by toilet troubles. (Mel could say here, “All of a sudden, they were having a really shi!!y time,” but she won’t because Greg doesn’t like puns, and she apparently has to be really nice to Greg for a while now.) The owner’s head wouldn’t…
That was the advice given to us by a British sailor not long ago, as we were discussing our vague future plans. Glad we Americans relish ignoring British negativity! The Burnetts are now happily anchored in Crete. You won’t believe this yet, but Mel is not changing the subject. She is now going to talk…
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