When we arrived in Heraklion, Greece, everything was closed because it was New Years eve 2011. However, we heard voices and clanging of silverware and dishes that were not coming from a personal house so we followed them- here. It was a little corner coffeeshop/restaurant full of men. Old, Greek men. I stood out being not only a female but obviously a foreigner but they didn't seem to mind too much, and kept playing their games of backgammon and drinking coffee and uzo.