A snapshot of Crete, late Summer night... Lights shine all around these endless coves, even where it seems inhospitable by day. Dogs bark incessantly -- though unlike many places I've been, it's the canines who seem to live in the compounds while feral cats run wild all over the island. They go wherever they want, chase each other constantly, and fight in elaborate bouts in which they leap in the air to launch their attacks. The roosters which crow all morning and most of the afternoon are finally silent. Down where the calm Mediterranean meets the viciously sharp rock of this coast, you can still see clear to the bottom despite the darkness of a moonless night. The slightest breeze is welcome, as a muggy humidity has taken hold and suffocated the clarity since last night. Greek families across the street are as loud and rowdy in conversation as if they were from central casting, and inside, Marines and other hotel guests who've imbibed since before dinner are getting just as loud. Macho rituals, across the street yet a world removed from other macho rituals, all rising with intensity as the night plies on...(No good night pics captured this scene, or that of the reddish-orange crescent sliver of a moon that rose so prominently late last night, so these are ones taken earlier today & yesterday)
Peace out.
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