I thought for a long time that the spirit of the revolution was dead. That true bohemia was lost. I was wrong. The dream is alive and its beating heart is at Giorgio's. The spirit of life here has a quality that defies all definitions, but let me try to describe it to you. He's a perfect host. The kind of host who brings people of all backgrounds together to relearn their previously lost passion for life itself – play music through the night, to talk, laugh, dance, eat and drink. I had some of the most amazing conversations. There was art and music and dancing and laugher and soulfulness. Everyone agreed that Saturday night was the greatest night of our lives when some of Greece's best folk musicians come to play and everyone sang and danced together on the crowded street. Ultimately, this perfect dreamlike week was made possible because of Giorgio, a man who became a true friend during my stay – a wonderful, kind, shining, intelligent, funny, sweet, and generous man. And he's an amazing cook – I tried to find better restaurants in Heraklion (my God, I really tried), but it was impossible. Let me reiterate. The revolution isn't dead. It's right here. Come to Giorgio's for a once-in-a-lifetime experience. I can't wait to return.