Malia 1988
Malia
Having spent a few days in Kalmlari we headed off for grape picking in Matala region, asking along the way for offers of work and cannabis, the air was thick with cicadas and a dusty, stifling heat rose from the road.
It was several days later that we realised that the Hippies had left Matala some 10 years previously and that the grape picking oppurtunities were scarce as the grapes had been harvested on the Islandd of Crete two months previous to our arrival.
So there was the 6 or seven of us on this remote spot wigh not a penny between us. Fantastic.