The end of a holiday

It was bound to happen.

Holidays aren't meant to last forever... right?

We had a great time on the Greek island of Crete.
In our rental car we crisscrossed the mountains, and believe me they have lots of mountains on this island. Beautiful mountains with olive trees, hidden caves and Minoan ruins.
We even went in search of the cave where Zeus was born (allegedly) but after a day of winding mountain roads we eventually gave up, deciding that climbing into a dark cave with a 6 month old baby might not be the smartest move.

Day after day we spent hours in the sun, either on the beach or in the hotel swimming pool. The seawater is crystal clear and the most amazing blue. It is hard to describe, you have to experience the beauty yourself.

We also ate our way through countless Greek salads, olives, tzatziki, baklava, freshly baked bread, watermelon and anything you can imagine at a hotel dinner buffet. It was glorious, it was also way too much.

I am actually really excited about cooking my own food again.

The holiday is over and it is back to business.