After waking up (somewhat) early, leaving our bags with the concierge, and hopping on a bus – we headed to Knossos.
An ancient Minoan civilization, Knossos is the oldest city in Europe. Mostly ruins (some restored), the palace was used from about 7000-1000 BC. Now that is old.
We toured in and out of old rooms – mostly for storage – and walked up enough stairs that it was a sufficient leg workout.
Each storage room had giant vases made from pottery, used to hold water, wine, and food. Some had tens of handles – suggesting a group of people would be required to move them.
Restored Minoan frescos decorated the walls as art. Kind of creepy, it was impossible to distinguish which were drawings of males or females.
We did a little more adventuring; this wasn’t our first castle.
As we walked through the old stones we debated what each room was used for. It felt a little wrong not to have everything blocked off to protect future discoveries.
We reached the end of the tour – a long stone road leading back to Heraklion. We joked about walking it back to the hotel, but knew it was way too hot and we were feeling much too lazy.
Back to the pool it was – we had some books to finish!