Fostering Baby Blue July 5, 2011

Extra special appeal for a very special home.  This is Baby Blue, a 2 year old female Staffordshire Bull Terrier.  She arrived at LAA on 13 April having been found in Earl Shilton by a lady who had adopted a dog from our Centre.  This poor girl was in the most appalling state; starved and covered in scars and urine scolds.  Every bone in her body was clearly visible and she was terrified.  She appeared to not be able to walk properly but it soon became apparent she was crawling out of fear.  It is likely that she did live in Earl Shilton and a feature on her was published in the Leicester Mercury on 6th May.  We have, sadly, seen many animals that have been deliberately neglected and abused and Baby Blue is certainly one of the worst.  The trauma she had endured has left permanent psychological scars.  Her physical condition is now excellent and you can see more pictures of her on our group facebook.  After weeks of careful, gentle and patient rehabilitation she went to her temporary foster home where she still currently resides.  Her foster Mum, Kathy, has been invaluable in the continued care of this little girl and also been able to provide essential information about her behaviour and temperament and, of course, her ability or inability to be able to cope with 'normal' domestic life.  We are now looking for a permanent adult only home (as an only pet) in a quiet environment with a regular routine.  Her new owner(s) will need to have experience of caring for an abused dog and the patience and understanding to accept she will probably never fully trust people or be confident in new situations.  She has made progress, however, she often reverts to a very fearful and nervous dog if she feels insecure.  She would like her new owner to accept her as she is and not expect her to necessarily change.  She is gentle and loving and very loyal but easily spooked.  She is very quiet and submissive and likes to take her self away to a safe and secure retreat until she feels confident to venture out again.  She has progressed with her house-training but if not able to get outdoors may have accidents in the home.  She is, naturally, very sensitive and would be distraught if she felt her owner was upset with her.  If you would like to know more about Baby Blue, please contact the Centre 

This was Baby Blue at the shelter shortly after she arrived.  She is a two year old Staffordshire Bull Terrier that is the rare color they call "blue", hence the name the shelter gave her.  I thought the write up of her was the best way to introduce her here.  She was a shaking, terrified mess when she was brought to the shelter that day in April.  They kept her there for several weeks.  She was given to me to foster on May 5th.  What a sad little girl this dog was.


When I met her she was being kept in the isolation area of the shelter as it is quiet there and the staff frequently go in and out throughout the day.  She was laying on a pile of blankets.  When Linda (manager who I deal with and whom she was very acquainted with) and I approached her, she sat up but immediately scrunched down in her fearful state and urinated slightly on her blanket.  Linda told me that this is what she does when people approach her.  She was however very friendly, crawling to Linda and I right away for some affection. I sat with her a while as Linda got her things together for my house.  A new foster dog means blankets, toys, medicines, food and with Baby Blue it included a huge stuffed pink Hippo that she was using as a bed, all get taken to my house.  As we walked out to my car I was amazed, I have never seen a dog walk in a crouched position quite like that.  I have seen them crouch down for a minute or so, but this was Baby's permanent walk!  But she came along willingly.


They told me at the shelter that Baby would seem to get better but then something would happen (many times they didn't even know what it was) and then she would revert back.  Like taking a few steps forward, but a giant leap back.  So I had to be extremely careful with her fragile personality.


When we arrived at my house I put her Hippo bed in the living room, and a blanket on the end of the loveseat where I sit most of the time.  Baby jumped up on that blanket and from then on that was her seat.  I also put a pile of blankets in the bedroom for night time.  I took her outside for a walk around the back yard and watched her pee.  OK, that done, we came back in the house to get acquainted.  But no sooner did I turn my back and she had pooped all over my carpet!  This was my first indication that she was probably not house trained.  Naturally I didn't make any big deal of it, just cleaned it up and carried on.

BABY BLUE PICKED HER SPOT ON LOVESEAT

BABY'S HIPPO BED

The first few days were pretty stressful.  Baby knew nothing about being a dog.  She continued to go to the bathroom in the house (#1 and #2) and was very insecure and needy. I remained calm and affectionate when dealing with her. Gradually I was able to teach her to go outside. This was a huge relief as Baby drank tons of water!  They told me at the shelter that she did that and we wondered if she'd been deprived of adequate water.  I would not be a bit surprised.  I am lucky to have a secure back yard and a slider door that goes out to it, so I can leave that open all day for her to go in and out. I close the bedroom door at night so she doesn't have the run of the house and she is clean until we get up in the morning.  


Poor Baby Blue. I really don't know if she will ever be quite normal.  We are pretty certain that she was used for a breeding dog.  She is the rare color of blue (really gray) so the puppies are valuable.  Her entire stomach was stained yellow from urine, her pads on her paws were smooth, as if she has never been out. Her toenails were completely white (rather than opaque color) meaning she did not have sufficient nutrition.  She was severely emaciated.  The picture above doesn't show it good, but all her bones were protruding, including her spine.  She had patches of missing fur, her ears were notched and rough on the edges because of missing hair.  Her tail was broken and she had a couple rotten teeth (she is only 2 years old). We figure that she has probably been kept in a cage her whole life.  It would explain a lot of things about her condition and behavior.


Her lack of dog knowledge showed itself in different ways.  She didn't know how to play.  I would try to play with her with toys and all I'd get was a blank look from her.  No interest in chasing anything or playing in any way.  She would sit in the kitchen watching me cook and food could be dropped right in front of her, she wouldn't even know it.  Joe would toss her treats and they'd hit her in the head!  That first few weeks if we approached her she would submissive pee.  No matter where she was. We had to learn to approach her in a VERY casual way, like not walk straight up to her but kind of walk by her and then put a hand out to pat her head.  If I called her to come to me she would most of the time cower where she was and not come, or if she did come at all it was in a slow fearful way, many times peeing as she came.  We never raised our voices (either to her or otherwise).  We made sure the house was a calm and friendly place at all times.  Luckily we live in a very quiet neighborhood and our house sits way back off the street so it works out perfectly.  My heart just broke for this little damaged girl.


After having her for a few weeks Linda wanted to get her in to have her spayed, her tail amputated because of the break in it and her bad teeth pulled.  Linda brought her back to my house after the surgery.  She was such a pathetic looking little thing.  She was still under anaesthesia and asleep. (The vet agreed to let her go since she was coming to me and I'd be with her for the night.)  That little thing didn't come out of it until 11:00 that night!  Even the vet (I took her the next morning) couldn't believe that she had not woken up until so late.  The saddest thing was that they found Baby was pregnant when they went to do the spay.  How horrible.  Whoever owned her must have had her pregnant constantly all her life!  It's obvious she's had several litters.  The vet of course couldn't let her keep the pups as she was in no condition to go through another pregnancy.  Thankfully she will never be able to be used to breed again.  But her surgeries went fine and with medicines and TLC she recovered after a week or so. 


Slowly, slowly she progressed. Linda brought a animal behavoirist over to meet Baby and give me some advice.  She gave me a lot of information and ideas on ways I could work with her.  I was told not to take her for a walk on a leash or anything like that yet. Too much of a chance she'd get spooked.  With a dog like this one, if she were to get frightened by something, it could set her way back from where she had already come.  I was to find this out for myself eventually.  I worked with Baby and finally got her to play with a couple of toys.  She likes one particular stuffed ball that she keeps at close hand.  She also goes outside with her rope toy and kind of throws it around the yard with her mouth.  I have tried to show her to tug-of-war but as soon as I grab a hold of it she drops her side!  She will half heartedly chase a ball once in a blue moon, but even with all my cheer leading she will only run TO it, not pick it up.  I guess she thinks that just going to it when I throw it is the object of the game.  I should mention that it took Baby over a month to even run in the yard.  I really feel she has never been allowed to run and play.  One day she just took off running and it was so surprising to me!  I laughed and laughed.  She looked like a gangly filly who was just new to her feet!  She ran around and around.  It was the cutest thing.


Baby has no clue about the doorbell or visitors.  She can see the front door from her perch on the loveseat but when the doorbell rings she just sits and stares.  After I open it she will get down and walk slowly to the door to greet the person.  Still in her unsure way.  She does love people and is very friendly once she meets them.  Her favorite thing to do is to jump up on people.  I have been working on her about this.  I have stopped her doing it to Joe and I.  But the people at the shelter allow it and also people who come to the house.  She sure has a long stretch!  She is kind of dainty when she does it so you don't feel like you are being pushed or anything like with some dogs.  But she'll stretch up and put he paws around your waist and give the BEST hugs.  She'll stay like that as long as someone will bend over and hug her and rub her back.  She is extremely affectionate that way.  Also loves to give those kind of hugs while we are sitting down.  Hard to refuse her loving ways.  She will even rest her head against your head or shoulder.  

BABY STRETCHING UP TO GIVE JOE ONE OF HER SPECIAL HUGS

NOW I'M THE LUCKY RECIPIENT!  LOOK HOW SHE HUGS WITH HER PAW AROUND  MY WAIST!

I mentioned above about her reverting back when she gets scared.  I saw this first hand.  I was laying on the couch one day and she wanted to get up with me.  I reached down to grab her bottom to give her a boost and must have bumped her sore tail (from the surgery).  She yelped and RAN into the bedroom.  I felt really bad, but it was an accident.  She ended up staying in her room all day!  It had scared her and she was too afraid to come out.  Nothing I did would make her venture off of her bed.  You will not believe this but it took three weeks to get her back to behaving normally!  She would come out to go outside for potty but then would go immediately back to the bedroom.  I tried to coax her out, but found it was probably better for her if she came out when she was comfortable.  She eventually did come out to her Hippo bed in the living room but would absolutely NOT get back up on the loveseat.  I am not kidding when I say it took weeks for her to do that.  And then it was a slow process, at first only when no one was sitting there, and eventually back to normal.  All because I accidentally hurt her tail!  


When I have a foster dog I usually sleep in the guest room with the dog.  Joe goes to bed early and is up very early so he doesn't need his sleep interrupted by the dog and I coming and going.  Plus if the dogs want to sleep with me I let them.  I have a special "dog" duvet cover that I use for that.  However, after a cuddle before bed, Baby prefers to jump down and sleep in her blankets.  We usually get up early for a trip to the bathroom and then go back to bed.  She again hops up for some lovin' and then jumps back down for a little more shut eye before our morning begins.


I have had Baby for two months already!  She has changed immensely since she first came.  She trusts Joe and I and showers us with love and thanks all the time.  She no longer does her "crab walk" as Joe called it.  She stands up tall at least here at home. She no longer drinks water obsessively. I trained her to walk on a leash.  It wasn't hard as she does not have the personality to pull or do anything that I wouldn't want her to do.  I just had to train her to walk to on one side of me as she was all over the road, in front of, behind, left and right the first few times!  I started taking her for short walks and have graduated to taking her around our quiet neighborhood for one mile walks a day.  She really loves it.  Each day is a new adventure. There is a bench that sits on the busy corner of our main street (which happens to be right outside our neighborhood).  I have taken her there and just sat with her to let her get used to the sounds of the cars and people walking by.  I will venture out to walk the more busier streets gradually.  So far she has shown a slight interest in dogs she meets.  Maybe a little sniff and then she's done.  She is far more curious in people.  Even if she crawls to meet them, she still goes.  Everyone who meets her loves her.  


Last week I saw her wag her tail for the first time.  It took me by surprise because I hadn't even realize that I HADN'T seen it wag!  It is just a short little stub now, but always tucked down tight.  We were walking and came upon another woman walking her dog.  There happened to be a stray dog with her too.  We stopped to talk for a few minutes as the dogs were sniffing each other.  All of a sudden Baby got kind of excited and jumped around a little with her tail wagging!  It looked so out of character, I was very surprised but happy for her.  Poor little thing, never is happy enough to wag her tail!  


Have I mentioned that she has not barked yet?  No one at the shelter or us here have ever heard her bark.  We assume she can.  She sure yelped when I touched her tail that day and she snores a little bit.  But never a bark.  Very unusual.  Such a quiet dog.  And when dogs bark at her (like from behind a fence) she pays no attention to them at all.


Baby's favorite thing to do in the world is lay down on the patio in our backyard in the sun.  She stretches herself out and basks in the sunshine. Mind you she will only stay out there a few minutes.  She has to come check on me every ten minutes or so.  If she hears me sneeze or cough she runs inside immediately to check and make sure everything is alright.

BABY'S FAVORITE SUN SPOT

AND IF IT'S TOO HOT IN THE SUN, THERE'S PLENTY OF SHADE !

As you can see by the pictures she really looks good.  People who meet her always describe her as "lovely".  That is a popular word here and used instead of good, great, etc.  She has gained weight, her fur is shiny and healthy.  No more bald spots or ragged ears.  Her toenails have grown out their normal opaque color.  Only the tips of them are still white, which makes her look as if she is sporting a French manicure, how fancy!

BABY'S FRENCH MANICURE

One thing that Baby likes to do is watch TV with me.  I personally have never had a dog that actually paid attention to the TV.  But when I have Animal Planet on, every once in a while a certain dog will catch her attention and she will immediately perk up, her ears raised and tilting her head from side to side.  Sometimes even getting off the couch to get a closer look.  Check out the pics below!

BABY WATCHING ANIMAL PLANET

 

I look at Baby as she lays stretched out in the backyard in the sun.  She loves the yard so much and is so comfortable here.  I hope that she will be able to adjust in a new home when she gets one and pray that it works out for her.  The worst thing would be for someone to adopt her and then not be able to deal with her insecurities and have to take her back to the shelter.  For this reason Linda and her co-workers are working very hard to find her the right home.  They all have such a special place in their heart for Baby Blue, as do I.  Look into those sweet loving eyes and tell me you wouldn't too.

Crete, Greece May 29, 2011

         "Hence we shall not say that Greeks fight like heroes, 

                       but that heroes fight like Greeks"   
                                       

            "Quotation at graveyard celebrating the military heroes from 

              different countries who died defending Crete's independence.)

When we chose Crete as our vacation this year we had two things in mind. Warm dry weather and a place where we could relax with not too many tourists.  Actually Joe was the one who wanted the relaxing part.  He has been working so many hours with very little down time.  If we go away for a weekend it is usually to visit some place famous and involves sight seeing.  It is hard to relax with all these places that we want to see before our stint here is over.  So his one request as we planned this trip was to have a lot of down time.  I admit that can be a little hard for me as I am always wanting to see more and, as you know, I am not working so I'm not worn out like he is.  But we managed to compromise and have a real nice time.

About Crete:

Crete is the largest of the Greek islands.  The island is 160 miles long and 35 miles wide at its widest part, with 650 miles of coastline. Running down the center of the island is a large mountain range.  In certain areas the mountains run right down into the sea.  From the beach at our hotel we could see the snow topped mountains in the distance. Crete is situated between Europe, Asia and Africa and is the most southern area in Europe,  approximately 99 miles south of the Greek mainland.


A little history: (If you don't like history, skip to where I wrote "end of history")


It is believed the first inhabitants in Crete lived there around 6,000 BC and came from little Asia or North Africa.  Crete is known to have had the first European civilization.  These were the Minoans, a people who flourished between 3000 to 1100 BC.  During the years they were in power they built several palaces which were the first palaces ever built in Europe.  Unfortunately because of earthquakes and/or revolutions the palaces were destroyed and rebuilt over the years.  The ruins of these can be seen today.


When the Minoan civilization declined Crete was invaded by its neighbors, all of which wanted to claim the island for their own.  In about 1100 BC the Dorians (a Greek tribe) captured the Minoan strongholds and took over the island's occupation. After the Dorian invasion most of the old cities became deserted and the majority of the population moved into inaccessible mountain shelters, cutting off communication with the outside world. Following this takeover Crete fell into obscurity. During the latter years of this time (500 BC) the Phoenecians (an ancient civilization located along the coasts of Lebanon, Syria and northern Israel) had great influence over the island.  Crete was becoming a part of the then known world, but without a culture of its own.  


By 300 BC different Cretan cities were forming alliances with different powers. Endless skirmishes, raids and wars brought the island into disrepute and Crete became known as a haven for pirates, beggars and liars.  Although the population of island is increasing, the fall of Crete was inevitable.


In 67 BC the Romans arrived as mediators but settled as conquerors.  After three years of fighting Crete became a Roman province.  Crete enjoyed a period of prosperity under the Roman rule.  In 330 AD Crete was liberated from the Romans during the first Byzantine period which brought Christianity to the island.  This brings us through to 824 AD.


The Arabs invaded and occupied Crete from 828 until 961 AD.  Apart from coins no remains have been found from this period.  It remained a Muslim state throughout many attempts of a takeover until Nikiforos Fokas finally succeeded in freeing Crete from the Arabs and it went back into the second Byzantine Period which lasted from 961 to 1204 AD.


Noble families from Byzantium Greece, merchants from Europe and Christians from eastern countries settled in Crete.  They were determined to destroy all traces of the Arabs and bring back Christianity to all who had become moslems.  When Byzantium became the victim of the 4th Crusade, Crete was sold to the Venetians.


The Venetian occupation lasted for 450 years.  They tried hard to convert the Cretan population from Orthodox Christianity to Roman Catholicism.  The land was taken from the people and given to Venetian knights with former owners becoming slaves.  There were many uprisings against the Venetians and their alien way of life.  But despite their influence, the Cretan's independent character assured that their traditions continued.  Venetian architecture can be seen in cities throughout the island on houses and buildings.  They fortified old castles and built new ones, many that have survived to this day.       


In 1645 the Turks came along and attacked Chania and Rethymnon, two cities along the northern coast of Crete (we stayed in Rethymnon).  It took them a year but they ended up capturing the two cities.  Then came the fight for another city, Heraklion (the largest city and capital of Crete).  This was a long siege with a heroic defense, (22 years!) the longest defense in history with all of Europe watching intently.    





During the mid 1800's Egypt and Turkey began fighting for Crete, while at the same time the Cretans were still revolting and fighting for themselves. Turkey managed to maintain control but one of the most tragic revolts for the Cretans was in 1866.  During this revolt 943 Greeks (mostly women and children) took refuge in the Arkadi Monastery, a monastery situated on a plateau and surrounded by thick walls like a fortress.  After three days of battling with the Turks the abbot of the monastery came up with a plan for the Cretans to hide in the gunpowder storage room.  They then blew up barrels of gunpowder while the Turks climbed on the roof and walls, choosing to sacrifice themselves rather than surrender.  This explosion did not end the insurrection, but it did attract attention of the rest of the world.


During these battles the Cretans were hoping that the Great Powers (Britain, France, Germany, Italy and Russia) would help them conquer the Turks.  The Greek mainland could see that was not happening so they sent warships and personnel to help the Cretans.  The Great Powers were not willing to hand over Crete to the Greeks so they battled against the Greeks and the Cretans.  On April 1, 1897 the commander of the joint naval forces was given the orders to bombard the Greek headquarters located at Akrotiri Chania.  A terrible fight began.  The Greek flag that was flying was hit several times and became shredded.  Then a shell hit the flagpole destroying it.  A man named Spyros Kayales, rose, with shells exploding around him and hoisted the flag in the air using his body as a pole.  The vice admiral sent a signal to all his ships, "Cease firing. I shall not kill a man who uses his body as a shield to protect his flag."


I wrote this particular battle down because we went to the sight of the fight and saw the statue that was erected in honor of Spyros Kayales.  See pictures below:

The Great Powers finally decided to withdraw and Crete became independent under their guarantee in 1908. In 1913 the island became an integral part of Greece. 


The island began to prosper just as WWII began.  For four years (1941-45) the island was occupied by the Germans.  But the Cretans, men and women fought hard and inflicted heavy casualties on the Germans.  Still there was forced labor, starvation, inhuman cruelty, the burning of entire villages and the execution of thousands of Cretans.  But finally the last of the Germans left Crete in July of 1945.  In recent years, agriculture, trade, industry, tourism and archaeological research has brought the island to great recovery.


END OF HISTORY!


We were so excited to get started on our trip.  Joe goes into what I call his airport mode as soon as the day arrives.  He starts out fairly calm but by the time we are in the car and headed for the airport his whole demeanor changes. He starts driving fast, then faster.  When we get to the airport we have to rush through checking bags and through security to the gate.  It doesn't matter if we are way early, he is never relaxed until we are sitting at the gate.  He doesn't care if we sit at the gate for two hours.  He is not happy until we are there. We left way early for the airport that day.  Our flight was in the afternoon so thankfully we didn't have to get up real early.  


Have I ever mentioned how the Brits handle accidents on the motorways?  Not well.  Whenever there is an accident, and it doesn't matter if it is minor, the authorities shut down the motorway.  The don't allow even one lane through.  The whole motorway is shut down!  Then they go through their accident investigation.  This can take hours, and I am not exaggerating.  I have to say that there aren't many accidents here.  By and large the British are very cautious and polite drivers.  They signal when changing lanes.  They will pass other cars, but always go back to the slow lane rather than driving in the two right lanes (our fast lanes).  Semis are governed and will not go over 56 MPH.  That is one thing I will surely miss when we move back to the DC area.


Back to our story.  We are sailing along to the airport on a bright sunny day when up ahead we see traffic stopped.  This is NOT something you want to see in this country when you are trying to make a flight.  It only takes Joe a few minutes to get into a full blown meltdown.  For him anyway.  He never yells, rarely cusses so if you would have heard him you wouldn't have believed it was him.  He started ranting about the stupid British and how they handle accidents.  They don't know what they are doing.  This is the stupidest thing they do.  We are going to miss our flight. That's it we are going to have to go tomorrow and miss one day of our vacation.  Then he starts in on the British again.  And around and around he goes with his rants.  There were quite a few choice words thrown in for effect.  I just sit quietly which is about the only time that I am quiet.  I was worried too.  People were parking their cars and walking around the highway like it was some kind of picnic!  Taking kids to the bathroom, taking pets for a walk, rearranging their belongings in their cars, walking around on their cell phones, etc.  They were all so calm.  No one seemed like they were in a hurry.  These Brits are so accommodating.  Here the two Americans are sitting in their car with their arms folded and mad looks on our faces.  


The good news is that after 45 minutes they opened up the road and we were able to continue on.  Since we had left extra early we were just fine in getting to the airport in plenty of time.  Joe forgave the British authorities immediately, we got to the airport with no more drama and soon were happily on our way to Crete!


Even though we saw pictures of our hotel when we booked the trip, there is always a little apprehension upon arrival that everything will be as expected.  We couldn't have been happier.  The outside entrance was very nice with a cobbled circular drive surrounded by landscaping and a beautiful fountain.  The entrance to the hotel itself was large and inviting.  We both sighed with relief, this was going to be fantastic.

Rithymna Beach sign in English...

and Greek.

I had learned in my reading up on Greece that Easter is a HUGE deal there.     I didn't think much about it because of course Easter is a big deal around the world.  So we were quite surprised by the great Greek Easter celebration that was going on when we arrived.  As soon as we entered the hotel lobby we were greeted by the largest Easter egg I've ever seen.  It was a life size egg made of bright red fabric that a bunch of little kids were getting their pictures taken in front of.  It was around 10:00 PM Saturday night but the place was swarmed with Greek families all celebrating their holiday.  Just one big warm happy group of people.  We checked in and went to our room with a warning that there would be fireworks setting off at midnight to celebrate the arrival of 

Easter.

We heard the fireworks and were able to watch from the balcony of our room. It sure was a celebration with people out in the courtyard.  Greeks everywhere!  The next day (Easter) was the same.  Everyone happy, whole families, children dancing. Monday was a holiday in Greece and they sure were making full use of their long weekend. Someone told us later that the Greeks celebration of Easter is bigger than their celebration of Christmas.  This put things in perspective for us.  I have to admire them for putting a holiday that didn't include gift giving on a higher level. 

Goats, lambs and pigs formed a huge rotisserie line outside for the Easter feast.

We had requested a room with a sea view and were delighted with it.  I absolutely LOVE the ocean, the sound, the smell, everything about it.  We were able to sleep with our balcony door open and listen to the waves crashing in every night.  Such a luxury!

Our room included a breakfast buffet and dinner buffet every day.  I have never been treated so well in a dining room in my life!  The dining room captain and his crew greeted everyone with huge smiles and kind words for every meal.  They were wonderful hosts that made us feel so welcome.  The food was delicious!  So many kinds of Greek salads and other Greek foods.  The food was very fresh and displayed in such an appetizing way.  We never got bored as they had all different kinds of dishes at each meal.  As we have found in the UK, there was a lot of lamb dishes.  I am not a big fan of lamb, but did try some of them.  I also had rabbit one night.  They had some delicious fish items too.  Joe is not adventurous when it comes to food.  He is happy for me to try things and tell him how they are. He loves his beef and potatoes.

We heard only a handful of American accents while there.  The tourists were mostly British, French and German.  I guess it's a little far for the Americans to venture.  I was also surprised that most of the guests of the hotel were Greek.  So I guess it is a big tourist area for Greeks from the mainland. One thing that we weren't used to was the lack of English spoken and written.  I suppose we are big headed Americans who think that all the other countries in the world should know OUR language and have signs and such written in Greek AND English.  But seriously, that is what we are used to.  It was like that in France and Germany anyway!  But not in Greece.  I have to say most of the workers in the hotel spoke at least a little English.  But once you got away from the tourist type places "Grease is the word" to quote a song lyric!

As I mentioned before this trip was mostly for relaxation so we didn't do a whole lot of touring.  Although as you saw above Crete definitely has some OLD history.  I have lots of pictures and will be able to explain some interesting things we saw.  Our first couple of days there we relaxed on the beach, reading and soaking up the sun (with sunscreen of course).  The weather was spring like, the temperatures comfortable.  Sometimes we'd switch over and go to one of the pools that was at the hotel. Joe is not a napper but he took some good naps the first couple of days and felt wonderful!


On our second day there we decided to brave the public bus and go into the closest town, Rethymnon.  We wanted to see "Greek life" up close and of course shopping is never out of the question.  There is also a huge fortress on the sea there that we wanted to see.  Boy was it confusing in the city!  We had a map, but we might as well have left it at the hotel.  We couldn't make heads or tails of where we were when the bus dropped us off.  Finally I just asked someone I heard speaking English where the fortress was.  

Good thing it had a picture on it!!

The fortress in Rethymnon is called The Fortezza.  It is said to be one of the largest Venetian castles ever built.  It certainly dominates the city.  The fortresses walls are over 3/4 of a mile long (and over 6 feet thick in places) running along the sea.  The building of the castle was done during the late 1500's by the Venetians to protect them from the Turkish threat.  Initially built to house the whole town, although that never was accomplished.

View of Fortress from street level.

                 


Views from top of Fortress wall.

Spaces in wall for shooting enemies.

Only below the floor levels is all that's left from the many fine buildings that were once erected there.

Formerly a cathedral, but rebuilt under Turkish occupations as
a mosque for Sultan Ibriham.

View from inside of dome ceiling in mosque.

A small church inside the fortress.

After the fortress we walked through the streets of the city.  Tons of little shops, cafes and people milling about.  We stopped and had a drink at an outdoor cafe.  The owner was so nice and friendly.  All the Cretans were extremely friendly.  It was a very nice day all in all.  Greek buses have schedules, except they never run on them.  The hotel told us not to expect the bus when it is supposed to come. They are extremely laid back down there.  So after waiting for what we felt was a long time, we gave up and caught a taxi back to the hotel.  I was told it would cost us 10 euros so I made sure that I checked that out with the driver before we got in.  Hey, I wasn't born yesterday!

Pizza deliver, Crete style.

We spent the next couple of days lounging by the beach and the pool.  The weather was perfect, not too hot.  The only thing I wished was that the water was a little warmer.  I wanted to swim in that beautiful blue sea!  

Look closely and you can see the snow topped mountains in the distance.

We decided to book one tour during our stay.  We signed up for a tour to the city of Chania (pronounced Hania), that included some stops along the way.  Chania is steeped with history and is a beautiful city on the water.  We had to cross some mountains to get over to Chania.  This meant fairly narrow curvy roads.  The bus seemed to be awfully big for those roads and there were many times that I didn't think we'd get through tight spots.  I spent most of the time looking out the window and not the road ahead.  This worked fine for me until Joe pointed out cars that had gone off the road and were resting on the hillsides and at the bottom of the mountain.  There were four of them at one particular nasty bend in the road!  We don't know if they were left there intentionally to warn other drivers or they just weren't able to haul them up out of their early graves.  It was definitely an unsettling sight for me!


One of our stops along the way was Souda Bay.  It is home to a U.S. Naval Base but what we went to see was the Souda Bay War Cemetery.  It holds the remains of 1527 soldiers (mostly from Britain) but some from other countries too who fought against the Germans that were trying to win the island in WWII. One of the facts that sticks out in my mind was how the Cretan civilians fought the Germans.  Men, women, children, priests, monks and even nuns fought.  It threw the Germans completely off guard when they landed to see the civilians fighting too.  The Germans eventually conquered the island.  Although it took them several years and many casualties.  They finally left the island in July of 1945 and the Cretans were free at last.  Sorry, I'm wandering back into history again.  Anyway, we weren't thinking that much about it until we got there and saw how beautiful it was!  The grounds were located on the water and immaculate.  It is clear that the Greeks treat this graveyard with the utmost respect.  We just couldn't get over it, so serene and peaceful.  Here are the pictures that I took:  

We were able to get great views of Chania from the sight of the battle at Akrotiri (mentioned above where Spyros Kayales held the flag).

The next stop was the city of Chania. Chania is built on the site of an ancient Minoan city and has a mishmash of Greek, Turkish and Venetian cultures.  There is a beautiful old harbor there with houses, restaurants, fishing boats and a crescent of tavernas overlooking the water. There was a lot of history of course, but on that day I had shopping on the brain.  I did get some interesting pictures though.

Turkish Mosque on the harbor.

You can see some of the Venetian architecture in the buildings in the back.

Lighthouse in the harbor built by the Venetians.

Sights and sounds of shopping!!

Concentrating on holding the camera instead of smiling.
(We're new to this self portrait thing.)

YES, this old man (on left) is making the shoes by hand!
While chatting with his mates.

Joe talked me into going into this jewelry store, yes I swear he did!  I'm not saying that I went kicking and screaming, but it was his idea. We started looking at all kinds of stuff and I turned to leave.  Just as I was walking out the door Joe said, "hey, look at this ring".  Once I saw it I fell in love.  It was nothing real fancy, but it just appealed to me.  It was white gold with rubies (my birthstone) around the band.  The rubies form the "Greek Key" a symbol that you see everywhere, on signs, in designes on floor tiles, all over the place.  The meaning is eternal love, life and friendship.  So the owner came up with a price and Joe told me to get it.  I was very excited.  Once we agreed to buy it the owner was so happy.  I thought he was going to kiss Joe.  He started bringing us out drinks and everything!  They wrapped it up all special and I was one happy woman leaving that store.  That is until we were half way down the street and I realized that I got so distracted that I forgot my favorite part of shopping in foreign countries.  Haggling on the price!!!  I love doing it and I know they expect it.  Now for Joe it is another matter.  He HATES it and always walks away when I start.  But I was so distressed to know that I could have probably got a much better deal on the ring had I had my wits about me.  No wonder they were so happy!  Joe said he was glad and that it was worth paying too much not to haggle.  Can you imagine??   Anyway, the picture below doesn't really do it justice  It is a bit blurry but here it is.

Graffiti is a real problem in Crete.  It is everywhere.  The tour guide was telling us how devastating it is because the people who do it do not care even if it is precious historical buildings.  Below a Turkish mosque is defaced, and then a new one for me, graffiti on a plant!

The indoor market:

So Gross.

WHY DO THEY LEAVE THE FEET ON
THE RABBITS?

AND THE TAIL ON THE... WHATEVER IT IS???

I could have gotten a lot more pictures in the market but Joe made
me leave because he was afraid we were going to miss our bus!

After we left Chania we had a couple more stops.  One of them   was at "the biggest lake in Crete".  It had been talked about by the person who sold us the tour, and also by our tour guide that day.  I was looking forward to a beautiful Kodak moment.  Once our bus parked we had to walk down a long steep road to the lake.  The way it was situated, you couldn't really see the lake until you got right up on it.  We had to laugh.  The lake looked more like a  large pond to us!  And this was their biggest lake?  Obviously these people haven't ever seen a REAL lake.  Imagine if they stood on the shores of Lake Superior!!  I'm sure they'd swear it was an ocean.  But we stood and dutifully took pictures like the rest of the tourists.

Lake Agia

The rest of the trip was spent relaxing at our resort.  I am continually amazed at the difference in the Europeans and Americans.  They are so much more relaxed than we uptight Americans. On the beach every once in a while you'd see a topless sunbather.  I don't mean  young women either.  The ones we saw were middle aged!  It was really weird.  Or someone would just stand up on the beach and change from their bathing suit to their street clothes.  Like they were standing in the privacy of their bedroom!  Sometimes they'd use a little modesty and put a towel around their waste to do their bottom half, but man, the carefree attitude is always a shocker.  We have been to topless beaches before, but these were regular resort beaches where there were families and stuff.  I looked around and no one seemed to be noticing.  I decided to go back to my book!  Your wondering about Joe?  I would always whisper to him what was going on, but he's too afraid he'll get caught looking!"  Haha. 

Joe spent some time on our holiday trying different adult beverages served up with Greek smiles.  Here are two of his faves:

All in all it was a great trip.  We enjoyed all the time together which we seem to get so little of while Joe is working.  As far as hospitality and friendliness we can't recommend Crete enough.


I will apologize for the tardiness of this blog.  But it actually wasn't my fault this time.  The blogger site went down for maintenance for a few days.  After having it back it went down again except this time there was no warning so for several agonizing days I thought I was frozen out of my own blog!  I could go online and read my old ones but as far as writing or creating, it would not let me in.  I was really worrying and writing for help when one day it just mysteriously came back on!  What a relief.  I am not real happy with blogger but have invested so  much of this work on their site that I hate to leave them and lose my followers too.


I now have a new foster dog which I will write about next time!