first of all - after traveling a lot around south america, thailnd, peninsula sinai, europe - i have to admit, assent and kneel down to that amazing region called - Hersonissos. i was amazed to meet great natives, marvelous port and history remnants at the same place ! . people are so simple and generous over Hersonissos, i couldn\'t stop thinking about Zorba in crete - he sure knew what hapiness is all about. (by the way the same goes for Hania - but the old city , the new modern one is a total western pity mess). and for you my friend - the one who lived in Hersonissos back in 1970 - there\'s nothing for you to feel sorry about.in my opinion Hersinissos,unlike new Hania,has kept its authentic unique style in a modern touristic world. just one footstep in new Hania makes you want granting Hersonissos and its inhabitants,fishers and simple workers prize for their unique self-trusted style. thank you Hersonissos -you made me realize exactly what zorba meant when he said : \"i dont need more than wine,chestnuts,bread,coal stove and a lot of sea in order to achive simple modest hapiness. hapiness shall be obtaind by those whose hearts are simple and modest\"

Our resort in Hersonissos was set into the curve of a mountain, and from our sun beds, we had a vista of shimmering sea in front of us and flocks of goats on the mountains to our right and left. The altitude also meant it was slightly cooler. The resort was a delight: pretty, unpretentious, friendly. As a parent, you felt utterly relaxed - with two swimming pools, tennis courts, table tennis and a very watchful staff, you knew your children were both safe and enjoying themselves. The apartments were scrupulously clean, with maid service every second day - though we spent much of our time outside on the balcony overlooking the ocean.

Marni is a five-minute walk from the traditional village of Koutouloufari, where there was an abundance of restaurants and tavernas. Out of the many we tried, I'd particularly recommend the slick and swanky Galinis, where a small carafe of house wine is poured with great ceremony from a crystal decanter and the food is served on huge, intricately carved white platters. And in terms of both flirtation and obsequiousness, the waiters are a parody of themselves.

The other restaurant worth mentioning is the family-run Taverna Emmanuel, situated in the middle of the village, under a canopy of old trees. The speciality here is lamb baked in a wood oven, and we were looked after by a lovely young girl from Sandyford. Greek food, to my mind, gets an unfair rap - but then, I'm one of those rare people who actually likes moussaka. There's also stuffed vine leaves, lamb kleftiki and, of course, the incomparable Greek salad. My daughters discovered the joys of breakfasting on Greek yoghurt laced with lavender honey.

Most meals with a couple of starters, three main courses, a glass of wine and a couple of minerals would be around €25. And we were always offered something on the house - ice creams for the children, a digestif for Mum, on one occasion, a plate of icy wedges of watermelon.

Oh My Gosh!! ZWhat the hell happened to lovely little Hersonissos?! The tourist and trash seem to have taken over this quiet and sanguine rest stop for the weary. I lived ther from 1968-1972. The most remarkable place I have lived. I have lived in Hawaii to Africa and nowhere have i been moved by the people and culture as I was in Crete. What the heck happened to my lovely spot?

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