Once Upon a Time in a little Greek Village…

We woke up on our second day in Greece and had breakfast on our balcony looking out to the sea. As we were in Greece we decided to have Greek Yoghurt and Honey. When in Rome eh?

Once again we hit the beach, this time I decided to be daring and wear my little backless red swimsuit. I was a little nervous but knew I’d regret it if I didn’t wear it. I paired it with my floaty beach dress, which is so flattering for my shape. 

Swimsuit and Beach Dress both from Topshop.

We lazily got ready for dinner, in a daze from a chilled day of beach fun.

Dress is from Topshop

The next day, we decided to explore a traditional Greek Village and so we boarded the ‘happy train’ (yep, it was actually called that!) to see some more of gorgeous Crete. 

The views from the train were sensational and we even got a cheeky glimpse of Spinalonga, an infamous island which used to be a leper colony. 

As we got higher and higher up the mountains, the heat was replaced by a light breeze but it was delicious treat after being in the heat. The village was tiny and very traditional with only two cafes, one restaurant, a few churches and a handful of houses. They were placed perfectly around all the olive trees that seemed to grow everywhere. 

We then stopped for some traditional Cretan cuisine and Jake even made friends with one of the locals! 


Author: Chelsea Thompson

Liverpool based Scriptwriter, Script Reader and Script Consultant. Offering feedback and helpful advice to all budding writers out there! As a fellow writer I know just how hard nailing that first draft can be, so instead of suffering in silence lets grab a cuppa and suffer together!

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