Sir, your goats are blocking the road My first visit to Crete was via Olympic Air from Athens on a vintage de Havilland aircraft, possibly a variant of the DH.141 Heron circa 1950, possibly the real thing. Either way, there was a certain Indiana Jones flight out of Cairo feel to it. I wondered at the time if a bright red line could be seen tracing our route on the surface of the Mediterranean below. Also, from my vantage point directly behind the pilot, I could clearly see the notice on the pilot’s screen that the navigation software license had expired in 1984. No worries, how far could Crete have moved in twelve or thirteen years? Before going any further, I want to make it clear just how much I enjoyed Crete, because sometimes it may
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