We left our villa to the most amazing view of the sun rising over the hill behind us, shining a wonderful morning glow on the unbelievable location we're staying in.
We made our way to the buffet breakfast and had easily the best breakfast we've had the whole trip. Bread, eggs, pasta, tomatoes, cucumber, feta, all types of cereal and muesli and the thickest, creamiest, most delicious Greek yogurt. As we dug in, Dianna, our resident mother milled about making sure everything was perfect and announcing to everyone that the coffee machine was still heating up for about another 10 minutes but that tea was available and definitely drinkable, as shown by her 'tea girls' who could drink litres.
After several cups, we hiked up the intense steps back through the village to the bus station and caught a bus to Fira, where we then caught a bus to Akropoli, taking almost another whole tour of the island before arriving there.
Akropoli was amazing, and fascinating to really be seeing something that was so old, but it felt a bit surreal as it was all entirely covered by a bio-thermal covering in order to protect it. It was crazy to learn that their town was destroyed by earthquakes several times and half way through rebuilding from a previous earthquake, the volcano happened! You'd definitely be a tad pi#*ed.
Incredible to see something BC, let alone an entire village. Amazing what they were constructing about 3500 years ago. And without Jesus..!
We had a look at the red sand beach but opted out of swimming in the cool breeze. Instead we hiked a little way to the nearest village and found a taverna, indulging in a range of Greek appetisers of fried eggplant, fried zucchini, peppers and tzatiki. So yum! They do love their oil.
We found a spot in the sun to wait for the bus, playing cards to pass the time, before another long journey back to Fira and from there onwards to Ia.
Caught one last stunning sunset from our wonderful accommodation that kindly invited us back to watch the sunset from, before saying a sad goodbye to beautiful Santorini and catching a bus to Fira.
Three hours to pass meant spending it at one of the only places staying open late, just so happened to be the delicious Waffle House! Can't complain there. Waffles with cinnamon and sugar and a pot of tea before our ferry.
Little did we realise just how long we would be spending waiting at the port! The ferry's are always tending to run late, unfortunately ours was a good hour overdue! Thankfully the weather was warm with no wind, but it didn't make the waiting much funner. Three hours at the port! That's a lot of Celebrity Name game.
Finally it came into view and took at least 20 minutes simply backing into the port. But we were able to get on and race everyone else to steal a good spot to sleep in. We found a nice spot of ground that allowed us to almost stretch out fully which constituted our next five hours.
Kos, we're on our way. Our last Greek island! Sad to say goodbye.
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