Before Cartes Postales from Greece I had only read one Victoria Hislop novel. Crete has always been a special place for me. As someone who has always felt out of place easily, it’s one of the few places I have felt at home. Reading The Island brought to life a part of it’s history, something more recent than the Minoan temple of Knossos or the Venetian fortifications still evident at Spinalonga. It was vivid, immersive and I hoped Cartes Postales from Greece would hold me in the same way that The Island had, and was disappointed when it didn’t.