Late August, we decided to treat ourselves to a short holiday to Crete. Just the two of us, just for a week. While enjoying the sun, the water and the mountains, we had no clue what would happen the year after. One night, we made ourselves a romantic pic-nic dinner on a high and dangerous cliff.
Once it became dark, we stayed a bit longer to watch the stars; quite quickly we start seeing falling stars that were asking us to make a wish. I wished I had a boat so big I could live in it; Vic wished for somebody to clean that big living boat. In the darkness, we went back to the hotel and soon we returned back to our home in Belgium.