Tues 16th June 2009

We met bright and early at 5.45am some of us only having just packed our bags….. Cough …Jamie… cough…… anyway as we made the coach trip to Gatwick many people slept on the way, not being used to early starts I.e. before 12pm. At Gatwick we checked in and were frisked through security, with Zoe’s bag thought to have been carrying ‘violating substances’. We then made a beeline for good old Spoons to catch a cheeky pint and full English at 8.05am before making our way to the plane.

 On board, we were reminded of a Crèche with a never ending stream of babies, this providing much amusement due to various attempts of escaping from parents. The plane touched down at 4pm local time, and, after being warned by the air hostess not to take any pictures for fear of being arrested, we made out way to baggage collection. The numerous buggies seemed to have been prioritised as some of us had to wait 45 minutes for our bags, but eventually we got onto the coach. Our driver, “Stavros”, navigated us through 1 and a half hours of winding, mountainous Greek roads, often with only a thin metal barrier to protect us from a sheer drop. Our nerves weren’t helped by numerous trashed cars sighted at the base of cliffs! We finally got to Chora Sfakion and our hotel at 6:30pm; our rooms were distributed and we went for a cheeky swim in the beautiful sea before having dinner at the taverna. For most of us, it was an early night after an exhausting day of travelling… apart from the obligatory die hards who decided to sample the local Ouzo!