We are back from Greece. My whole life people have told me that Greece is the word. But I never listened. Now I get it. Now I know. Greece truly is the word.
|Still in a good mood at this point.|
One Santorini highlight was our inscrutable decision to begin a 6.5 mile hike from Fira to Oia at 4:45 in the afternoon. Our hotel manager told us to take the bus to Fira and then we would walk downhill to Oia. He said, "Let the bus spend the energy for you." Our hotel manager was great in about 100 ways, but he steered us wrong this time. Basically he lied. For the first hour, we strolled on a beautiful path through 2 villages.
|Enjoyed these little aqua vistas very much, during the first hour of the walk.|
|Started to dawn on us that there might be some problems up ahead.|
|Next day: Red Beach. The water was so cool, but a piece of cake compared to the hike.|
|Lunches like this happened each day. |
In the evenings, our hotel manager recommended some wonderful restaurants in Oia.
|Stopped for coffee in a little cafe with a great view. We are happy to be home, but kind of tired.|
We recovered the next day with a relaxing swim at Red Beach. Husbandman kept singing Red Ships of Spain as we lunched at Red Beach, which was a little bit of a drawback, but other than that, all was swell.
Santorini season is coming to an end sometime soon. One restaurant man told us, "We will close maybe this week. Maybe next. Depends on the people, on the weather. But it will be soon. We will close up til April. It's a long season." Kind of like Brown County. But not exactly the same.
FYI: Santorini is also called Thera.