Staying Awhile on a Greek Isle
On our second full day in Santorini, we had a boat to catch.
I’d booked a day cruise through Sunset Oia (https://sailing-santorini.com/), and they picked up us and all the other passengers then dropped us off at the harbor. The group in the boat came from all over — the US, Germany, China, Australia and France. One of my favorite things about Europe is how many different voices you hear!
The winds were better than the day before, but they were still bad enough that they needed to come up with an alternate itinerary: no anchoring at the famed red and white beaches. Disappointed for sure, but we withheld judgement. Hard to complain on a catamaran, wine in hand, sailing around the Greek Isles.
Our first stop was the volcanic mud baths. I was thrilled to be able to get into the water! Jumped off the boat and did a three limbed swim (actually my broken foot tried to help. But it really flailed more than floated). When we reached the shallow area, I bobbed about on a pool noodle, while HWSNBN slathered my foot in the volcanic mud. Like the salt lake in Croatia, they were said to have healing properties. I was not turning down that opportunity!
Our little swim time was short lived: it was time to head to another destination. Once we dropped anchor, it was time to swim, or sun, or drink. Meanwhile, the crew grilled us up a beautiful lunch, which we enjoyed almost as much as the scenery.
Our last stop of the day was a chance for those who were brave — and not broken — to go cliff diving. HWSNBN and Singer Girl were all in. I was jealous! All I could do was take pictures.
After the van dropped us back at our hotel, we napped for a few then it was time for our last night in Santorini. Singer Girl needed some phone time with Drummer Boy, so HWSNBN and I went to dinner, just the two of us. We had a wonderful time watching the sunset while gorging at Metropolis (http://metropolisstr.restaurant/)
Singer Girl joined us near the end of the meal (just in time for dessert!), and then we looked for some of that famed Santorini nightlife. I had heard of a bar that was supposed to be fun and had a great drink menu, but I swear we wandered around and around and couldn’t find it. GPS kept telling is we were RIGHT THERE (the next day, in broad daylight we realized it was above us, on the second story. So we felt stupid.). But we managed to find a really loud place that Singer Girl liked but HWSNBN hated it. One cocktail ad we moved on to a cute, quiet place that was showing the world cup highlights from past years, so we were happy. We also saw this dog:
The next day it would be goodbye to Santorini, and hello to Athens. A day filled with hungry fish and dinner 165 feet in the air…