Back to Heraklion

We woke up to a pink popcorn sky. The bus was not to leave until 10:00. Plenty of time to cook breakfast and enjoy it on the terrace. 

A look back at the road we had just traveled. Did I mention that Sfakia is remote and that it is located at the mouth of the Impros Gorge? OK! Enough said. What hasn't been discussed in all these Sfakian posts is the rich history of the town and the gorge. This area played a very dramatic role in World War II complete with an airborne invasion by the Nazi Germans,  heroic actions by military and civilians alike, and the kidnapping of a German general.  Oh, there will be stories to tell next year.

A last look at the Libyan Sea.  I can't wait to return.