Ocean blue

Trip Start Dec 11, 2012
Trip End Oct 17, 2013

Loading Map
Map your own trip!
Map Options
Show trip route
Hide lines

Flag of Greece  , Egeo,
Monday, July 1, 2013

And so family time continues...in two fold. The five of us were joined by our good friends, the Annenbergs, swelling our ranks and ensuring complete restaurant takeover. (Look Dudley! I told you we'd put you in the blog.)

Half expecting Meryl Streep to come dancing around the corner singing "Dancing Queen" in a pair of dungarees, we snaked our way through the postcard white and blue tourist town, squeezing by and patting the donkeys (Santorini's version of a taxi). The strange thing to realize, was that from being season workers in a tourist town and making fun of the tourists, with the changing of the seasons, we had reversed roles. Now we were one of the interchangeable tourists, blissfully unawares of the never ending activity going on behind the season workers' curtain.

For the first time since Portugal, our bikinis were triumphantly yanked out from the depths of our backpacks (at least this time we weren't going to blend in with the white sand). Along with lazy days lolling on deck chairs on the beach, we went on a six hour boat cruise to Oia to see the sunset (Dudley, this is where I have to agree with you: it just doesn't beat Clifton. Disgustingly spoilt Capetownians that we are.). We literally jumped ship to swim in the Mediterranean, so blue that we could see the ocean floor. We became zombie tourists emerging from the deep, as we waded from the ship to the hot springs to smear ourselves with mud that we were promised would make us look ten years younger (why hello there my prepubescent self). There are very few sights that can compare with watching 60 mud covered people bobbing their way back to their boat. Oh yes, and did we mention that we hiked up an active volcano? You know, small beans and what not...

Of course, to continue the van Embden ridiculous crack of dawn rises, we had to get up at 5.30am to hike from Thira to Oia. Here is a list of reactions we got when we told people we had done this:
"You did WHAT?!"
"But nobody does that! That must have taken you six hours!"
"You must be crazy."
">Insert Greek profanities here<"

The island time ended with a bang of fireworks and us crashing a wedding... Not an uncommon activity for our family.
We didn't get any cake, though.

Slideshow Report as Spam
  • Your comment has been posted. Click here or reload this page to see it below.

  • Please enter a comment.
  • Please provide your name.
  • Please avoid using symbols in your name.
  • This name is a bit long. Please shorten it, or avoid special characters.
  • Please enter your email address to receive notification
  • Please enter a valid email address


Dudley on

Hi Raf,

You are right. We went to the trouble of gate crashing their wedding. We even wrote out a card on notepad paper and added one of their own flowers as decor and they seemed so thankful. Yet we never received a slice of cake. You would have expected that from a Scotsman, not an Irishman. Any way, it was a great fireworks display.
Enjoy the rest of your trip. You have to go to the David Bowie Exhibition at the V&A and Pompeii at the British Museum. All I can say it must be tough being in London on a limited budget as it is very expensive if you want to enjoy yourself. Also see Book of Mormon. A must see.
I have work to do now to pay for the trip.
I await further updates.

Use this image in your site

Copy and paste this html: