The breakfasts everywhere in Greece are the same: bread, swiss cheese, coffee and a variety of strange sesame seed covered pastries. After breakfast we wandered into a few clothes stores and an internet cafe. Emily and I felt dizzy, so we decided to eat again before returning to the hotel.

Travel agents in Greece are driving us crazy! Each one tells us a different thing. One says, "There is no boat to Iraklion, only a bus." The next says, "There is no bus to Iraklion, only a boat."

We walked up the hill to an old Venetian fort. It was locked, so we could only see the outside. Thick stone with little holes to shoot from and a stair step roof, like an old castle. Back at the hotel, we watched BBC news for a bit (they wouldn't shut up about Sonja Ghandi) and played cards. I read my new Tom Robbins book on the balcony overlooking the water. Later: Ate cake from a local bakery. Stopped by the 'trendy' bar and played more cards. A wonderfully relaxing day.