The last 2 days I have had a routine. Wake up when I feel like it. Eat some breakfast on my balcony. Read, do a little laundry and head out for town mid-day. Eat a late lunch. Notice the waiter at Meze 2 who looks exactly like Brett Favre—is that possible? Explore a photogenic neighborhood. Window shop. Go to the beach in the late afternoon to avoid the worst of the sun. Enjoy Santorini wine in my room.
Wednesday I went to the in-town beach called St. George’s. It’s about a 7 minute walk from the hotel. I had been there previously but on this day the waves are rolling. (The winds and waves have been bad since Tuesday and it’ll continue it appears.) I had Mexican food at a place recommended by Lonely Planet. It was pretty good although I think there were some non Tex-Mex spices included.
Thursday I had grilled calamari at my regular place at the harbor. I took the bus to Plaka Beach. It has a view of Paros and is backed by tall sand dunes. This was the nicest beach I visited and it is very long. So, I decided to do some walking. My trusty guide books didn’t mention the large number of “naturalists” at the end of the beach. Right after the EU flagpole on the road, some especially painful sunburns were happening. The voices I heard were German—no surprise there. As is the case in Hawaii, the prurient value is rather low. I decided to check out sunset again at the harbor and it was spectacular. The sky glowed for 50 minutes after the sun set. I went in search of wine and hit 2 wine bars. At the second, I talked to some British vacationers and some French expats a bit about politics. Suffice it to say, that various conspiracy theories abound on the various world events—past and current. Also, there is a whole lot of 70’s/80’s music in the background. I have heard an astonishing amount of Journey. I even heard Bob Seger! I stayed out too late for my early ferry, but it was the only night in Greece where I attempted any night life. It was fun.
Off to Athens!
