Crete, to me is home.
A shore so pure and wide, of fine white sand… To the other side, towards Chania, barren cliffs the colour of lead – a wild, threatening sight! …Rethymno, you know, is built on the border between tameness and wilderness…
Crete, to me is home.
A shore so pure and wide, of fine white sand… To the other side, towards Chania, barren cliffs the colour of lead – a wild, threatening sight! …Rethymno, you know, is built on the border between tameness and wilderness…