...and then the journey continued...and yes, I always love a few B

Well and then it was also the case that the ferry was jam-packed full, but I got along pretty well with the deck master, whatever you call that, on the ferry ship, which led to me actually spending my night in Fränki. So I didn't have to be among the what felt like 100,000 people who were traveling on this giant ferry ship, and that was pretty cool, because that meant I simply didn't experience any of this madness of all the people. After the weeks-long parts spent rather in solitude, that would have been way too much for me. I enjoyed being alone down there in the ship's belly, then I was also one of the first to get out, high-fived the attendant again, thanked him again for keeping quiet, because it's forbidden nowadays, for whatever reason, no idea, they probably want to sell stuff somehow, which probably doesn't work out if you stay in your little, sweet motorhome. So I had a huge, great coffee this morning and traveled relatively relaxed the route from Heraklion to Rethymno, I think I'm pronouncing that right and if not, it's not a big deal either, and what happened here will come at a later time. Funny!