Heraklion; Friday, 09 June, 2017

I’d been at a conference for work all week in Athens, and my colleague was also heading back to the airport so we took a cab from the conference centre back out to the airport to checkin and, after a quick dinner, go our separate ways – him back to London, me into a holiday.

Despite it being a very quick flight, and the plane being a completely full A320, there was a brief meal and drinks service on-board with everyone getting a packet of biscuits and a drink. Then, as soon as the cabin crew reached the back of the plane, it was time for the final approach and landing into Heraklion, touching down less than 40 minutes after the wheels had left the runway in Athens.

I was feeling lazy, so instead of going in hunt of the bus into town and then walking from the bus station I instead wandered over to the taxi rank and picked up a cab to my hotel, which I was quite glad about as it would have been quite a bit of a hill that I would have had to drag my bag up.

Having checked in I went for a short wander around the centre of Heraklion, though as it was already approaching 11pm I kept it short as I was feeling quite tired. After about a 20-minute walk round the centre of town I headed back to the hotel to turn in for the night.