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... slid down the saddle facing the front. I walked back, found dior, she was font ok but Milans donkey refused to go so he got off. I walked with him the rest of the way! What an incredible effort. H didn't complain once and it was hard. It felt like my Achilles could snap. We did it, found rich and the girls and had some lunch. Mum, rich and the kids ordered a chicken souvlaki and I ordered the lamb roast. Pauline ordered some meat balls with rice. It ...
... mountain to Ancient Thira (ruins date back to 17 BC)
Fira with the volcano views and markets (had to buy a shot glass for the collection of course)
Nicole's comments (all recorded for the journey)
Omnipresent Stavros (hotel owner, seen him everywhere on the island)
Mythos, Ouzo and cocktails
Crazy ass drivers
Santos wine tasting with ...
... one the feeling that anything at any time is possible still. At one stage I had to empty my shoe of some rocks and placed my foot down on the black surface to steady myself. That was a mistake as the rock was very hot, owing both to its colour and also the heat of the day.
After the long hike to the top and the return journey down we were very happy to re-board our ketch and motor to an inlet around the other side of the volcanic island where we jumped into ...
... a hostel right on the black sand of Perissa beach. We arrived at the main port which consisted of a small clump of car rental agencies and a few restaurants. Once our shuttle arrived we traveled up a bunch of switchbacks to the top of the steep cliff, nothing but brown rock until hundreds of feet up with a town clinging to the top and edges. A quick jaunt across the island and we reached our beach town, Perissa, where we spent ...
Even better than the towns at sunset are the beaches. The volcanic activity has created coastal havens that are one-of-a-kind and completely unforgettable. There’s the black beach, with its gravelly jet black sand that burns your feet as you dash from sunbeds to rocky waters. The red beach, only accessible by clambering over a pathway cut between huge burnt-red volcanic rock, glistens blue and red in the sunshine. They’re not traditional ...