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... if we have to wear the same thing two days in a row (because I only brought one sweater – thought it would be warmer). We all bought an extra layer while in Santorini and could not have survived the 4 wheeler ride without it.
Saturday morning we were up and ready to go. We walked down to the Corner and had a great breakfast to fuel us for the day. They specialized in crepes and other delicious breakfast foods. Alex's crepe had ice cream on ...
... some of them more than 3,000 years old which was pretty mind boggling. We then hit up Hadrians library which was ok and after lunch walked past the roman agora which was mostly scaffolded so we didn't go in and then walked past Hadrians Arch and over to the temple of Zeus, which is 16 very very tall columns left of what was once 106. Again in the afternoon we explored the neighbourhood and then spent our last night together enjoying the views from my rooftop bar. While it's ...
... to the hostel dripping wet - no such luck, barely even warm, so scratch that idea. I bundled myself up in a sweater and blankets and got warmed up. Thennnnnn my phone falls on the ground and the screen gets all smashed and now I'm like soooooo over the day that I went to bed at 8:30 or something ridiculous.
Good news though, I'm in Greece, and life isn't so bad when you're here, no matter what is happening.
Until next time,
... it with my feet. It felt like a warm, slimy poo pile.... Don put some on me though... I floated around the boat afterwards in the nice cool water, it's so salty here that you float effortlessly! Very relaxing! When we got back on the boat a little pre packed lunch was ready for us with a glass of customary wine...more like metho mixed with apple cider vinegar... Most of it went over the edge... Back on main land and it's time to get back up the big hill, when ...
... to the port or riding a donkey. If my back wasn’t so bad I would have liked to have tried taking the donkey down. Nah! I’m only kidding! We have heard stories where the donkeys ramble down the steep steps, covered with their ‘****’ (which is how the tour guide described it) and on occasion have managed to have their passengers scrape their legs on the walls en route. I’ve already got bruises on ...