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... of camera equipment and take photos of the most mundane and not-at-all-interesting/picturesque things. Their long suffering wives/girlfriends tag along, under sun parasols looking bored/morose but if they have their photo taken (which happens a lot as the men never stop clicking away), then they suddenly find the energy to drape languously over a wall, or pose with their hair swept to one side. Then they cover up completely again (they wear expensive clothes but then top it off with ...
... people uphill all day, although apparently the last ride down in the afternoons is entertaining as the donkeys head for home! We a happy we get them when they are fresh. The Greek man who escorts our group is completely humorless and is all hurry-up. Paul tries to make conversation with him but he is having no part of any of it! Nevertheless, we enjoy ourselves enormously despite the fact that Paul's donkey is determined to rub the rubber off the sides of his boots by going as close to ...
... buildings up to the
water. My favorite was Oia, which is where the classic postcard picture is
taken with the blue domes. It was so charming and gorgeous. I walked around the
white cobblestone streets, looking around at all the cute shops and outdoor
cafes. Most of the buildings were white washed and there were canopies of vines
with pink flowers that looked gorgeous on the few blue buildings. One or two
buildings had Tuscan ...
... we managed by walking, catching public buses and touring.
We appreciated the beauty of Santorini, the simplicity of Paros but did not really find Mykonos attractive. We had ample time to see the three islands in two weeks and maybe could have added one more! The Greek people are friendly and helpful, and the food is good.
Now it' time to go.
... As I sat there laughing to the point of tears by myself, I had a very difficult time keeping the camera still enough to snap pictures. I did, however, manage to capture some classic moments. The traffic jam soon broke and the donkeys wandered over to their parking area. Bhavan jumped off hers and sprinted up the rest of the hill to get as far away as fast as she could. Karen and Brittany weren't far behind. As they approached, all of them in tears from ...