Day 12: Crete Jungle

There are no ferrets on Crete but there is something called a Least Weasel, which, as far as names go, is right up there with Pension George. I think the proper article to use when referring to a Least Weasel is 'the.' As in, "That's the Least Weasel of any weasel I've ever seen."

Day 8: Myko-yes!

Great, I though, we're gonna pay ten euro each to get stuffed onto this crowded dance floor. Turns out stuffed onto a dance floor is my preferred way to dance. I'm never sure what to do with my arms anyway so it's a relief to have them pinned to my body.