A view from Chora Sfakion.
The last day in Chora Sfakian dawned upon us and most of us woke up bright and early ready for a proactive and fulfilling day of work. The day got off to a slow start partly because Chris accidently overslept, however, after much apologising we all forgive him and everything is fine. After this minor setback the group got into the swing of things.
Yet again, the group split along gender lines with Chris and James designated the Lions share of the fieldwork. This entailed various interviews with Chora Sfakian locals including a long and meaningful conversation with Yeti, the friendly barman, and the woman from the bakery. These gave us valuable insights into the plight of tourism in the area since the introduction of the euro. A strange and rather disturbing interview followed with a tourist which left both lads with many questions and many scars but no further information about tourism. Whilst the boys carried out the gruelling task that had been set for them, the three girls got on with sorting out photos for the flickr section of the blog and taking further notes on the Samaria gorge from a handy tourism book.
All this work had made the group hungry so we decided to abandon it and have an emotional last day group meal. This emotion was soon lost, however, when Harriet snorted like a pig after a rare occasion when James pulled out a funny joke. This was exaccerbated by the fact that the ‘fit waiter’ Harriet had been commenting on earlier in the day was standing but a mere stones throw from the nasal catastrophe.
After this short diversion the group got back on track with finishing work all afternoon and were only stopped by short flushes of dread after remembering that the first year results were due later that afternoon. We all passed!
