1. The tour boat. I felt like a pirate. It was wonderful. For the Boston girls who understand this: no eye patches included.
If you dig a few inches into the soil, the volcanic ash is so hot that you can boil eggs! I wish someone had told me in advanced, so I would have come prepared with an egg.
4. We docked at Thirasia for lunch (which we both packed in advanced as hyper cheap travelers). Most of the other tourists lunched by the shore, so we ventured to the top of the cliff to check out the view. Anyone without the ridiculously frugal sensibilities we've developed over the last weeks would have paid the 5 euro for a "taxi" aka donkey ride up the steep cliff, but, of course, we opted to climb through the sea of donkey poo instead.
5. Another goal! Befriend a donkey=success. While dodging through their shit along the winding stone pathways, I got to say hi to some passing donkeys and even pet one! They were very friendly. Nobody kicked me.
6. More friends! What a sweet pup. She would have gotten along well with Eleanor Roooosevelt and Xiao Bai back at home.
7. More cliffs. More uphill walking. Exhaustion. View of Oia from the pirate ship..
8. We watched the famous Oia sunset from a ledge on the western edge of the island. I bought a box of cookies and little bottle of red to enjoy the show. Classy, I know.
9. One more goal: Cheers to the girls of 468! Wish you were here with us.
I LOVE this blog. You're amazing. All that food sounds deeeelish. Can you send me some via post?
ReplyDeleteThanks! When I get back to a working kitchen I want to learn how to make tomatokeftedes, so whoever you are, I will make you some when I see you again.
ReplyDeleteAlso, for whoever is still left reading these posts, if you leave a comment, can you sign your name? All this anonymity makes me uncomfortable.