Apparently the internet disease has spread to Crete, so I thought while I am online trying to get my bank info, since for some reason they are deciding not to dispense me money, I would drop a line so you don't forget about me.
I went to a local Farmer's Market today and I am so jealous. The fruits and vegetables are meant for the God's. I had 2 goals upon arrival: olives and figs and I got them both this morning and was in heavan. Aside from all the celebratory drinking that has been going on I sampled a shot of olive oil today! So weird, but so delicious. Rocco will kill me when I say I have never tasted more flavorful olive oil than this Cretan Olive Oil. I was sold and am going to stow some in my luggage.
Onto stick driving. I learned to drive manual, after a crash course this weekend with a friend, then rolled up my sleeves and survived the drive from the airport from to the hotel. I think God was steering. There are basically no driving rules here and its common to pass people on blind curves so I feel okay with breaking the rule that you actually need to know how to drive a car in order to drive it. I am getting so good. I did loops in a parking lot today and I have mastered first gear. My motto is: "don't fear first gear" and great advice from a friend, "when you can't find it, grind it."
I would say good bye in Greece but I still don't know how to say hello. So Ciao!
By the way, these pervy eight years olds in this internet cafe are totally looking at porn.