8am in Crete. Astonishingly I did get up in time for breakfast. Mornings here are very sparkly because the sun rises right in front of the apartments here, dancing bright white light over the the ripples of the sea in an utterly beautiful way. The decoration goes on for as far as the eye can see to the horizon. A little fishing boat is crossing my view now and I am wondering whether this is just the daily commute for the crew and the beauty has somehow dissolved into it or whether genuinely every day they thank the universe for such an incredible scene…. romantically I hope the latter.