This was a quiet day involving taking a few photos around Rethymnon harbour as every time I came before I forgot my camera. Before indulging in my camera fest with all these boats around I indulged in my growing love for Greek coffee.The only bad thing about it is that the bottom half of the cup is just sludge.
|This was the door to the Venitian lighthouse-f'ng sacrilidge|
|Lady Watson caught eyeing up the hunky waiters.|
|No trains on Crete they said.|
|You had me at Volkswagen|
|Can't get enough boats.|
|This is what Lady Watson said I could afford|
|These passengers got off the ferry quicker than the Americans at Omaha beach.|
|And she disappears into the sunset.|
|Where do I start?|
|The object of the battle.|
Going to Maleme from Rethymnon is proving to be a piece of cake as all it involves is a bus trip to Chania and a further short bus trip to Maleme then a short walk on a well posted road through the olive groves leading to the gate of the cemetery.
|"Double Greek coffee please."|
I first stopped off at the Hill 107 cafe for a pick me up in the form of a double Greek coffee.You have to have a double as the coffee is half coffee and half sludge but it still tastes wonderful.
When you climb the steps into the cemetery you are faced with a giant cross which points the way into the well laid out lines of gravestones which to a non German would hark at typical German efficiency but radiates more a state of Teutonic harmony.
|Two unknown German soldiers|
|I believe Geistert means ghost ????|
There is also a memorial to 42 aircrew and soldiers who lost their lives in an aircrash on the snow covered Cretan mountains in 1975.
|The plan for the drop on Maleme and it lasted until the first bullet.|
|Walter Koch -hero and gentleman|
|Greek politician who looks remarkably like a Scottish politician.|