Stepping outside the comfort zone

ACCIDENTLY terrorising a waitress, narrowly avoiding arrest, tackling a lobster and confronting a fear of heights may not sound like the ideal ingredients for a relaxing holiday, but sunny picturesque Crete proved it can be done.

The terrorising of the luckless waitress and near arrest came just two days into my trip. It was All-Ireland football final day but more importantly — in my eyes at least — Arsenal were playing Manchester City. Before that Liverpool would play Manchester United, so I got a taxi from my home for the week, Stella Palace Hotel, into the town of Hersonissos where I found a bar to watch the day’s sporting events.

Having watched the Liverpool game in a local bar, in traditional Irish fashion I failed to locate the Irish bar and in even more traditional Irish fashion, I stubbornly refused to ask for directions.