Crete, day five: the bee, the burn, and the béchamel blunder
Filed under: poolside drama and dinner redemption There’s something magical about a lazy day in Crete. You wake up, pretend you’re going to be productive, and then immediately slide into a sun-warmed lounger like a seasoned professional. No guilt. Just SPF, smugness, and a vague plan to maybe move later. Day five was supposed to…