Time with the Beautiful People
Trip Start Jul 14, 2010
58Trip End Nov 13, 2010
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We're party crashers, really: they were aleady going to Santorini to meet up with other friends of theirs. Happily, the group was quite welcoming and we all had a grand time.
Santorini has a global reputation, and promised to be a very different island from Milos. I was unsure what to expect from it, but I'm happy to report that its fame is well-deserved, and it's a wholly likeable place.
Santorini forms about half of the rim of a volcano around a gigantic caldera that is now below sea level and thus filled with water. The eruption that blew the entire middle out of the formerly large, circular island occurred since the island has been inhabited, something like 1600 BC. An eruption like that could really ruin your day.
What we're left with, though, is a stunning sight. High, sheer cliffs form the western edge of Santorini, along the caldera. The views over the other islands surrounding the caldera and of the remants of the volcano in the middle are astounding, especially at sunset, and a number of towns cling to the edge of the cliffs to take advantage of them.
We stayed in Perissa, a slightly-scruffy beach town on the eastern side of the island. We stayed there because are friends were staying there, taking advantage of all of their research. And they did a good job with that--it was probably the town I'd most want to stay in on the island. There are certainly fancier digs, but it was relaxed and inexpensive with a nice beach and enough restaurants and stuff to keep us happy
I'll put a plug in for our lodgings in Perissa: Villa Spyros. The standard room was comfortable and very reasonable at 30 Euro per night (rather more in high season, of course). The proprietress, Sofia, was extremely friendly and helpful, beyond all expectation. We enjoyed the pool, and the beach and everything else were a short walk away.
Sheila, unfortunately, suffered a relapse of her sickness from Cambodia. I thought she was about over it, but her last, sleepless night in Milos was spent feverishly coughing. This made for an unpleasant morning in transit to Santorni, and when we met up with friends for dinner on Santorini they opined that a visit to the doctor would be advisable post haste. So we made an excursion to the walk-in clinic in Fira, along with Eli who was also under the weather. A quick 5 Euro consult and 89 Euro of drugs later, Sheila was better-equipped to fight the thing off. She's rather improved now, but for a big chunk of time she wasn't up to much.
I joined the non-sick members of the group for a hike from Fira, the island's capital near the middle of the caldera rim, to Ia, at the northern tip of the rim. This 12 kilometer walk took us past endless hotels and restaurants before getting out of the buildup around Fira and finding the trail proper
I thought the hike would be a doddle based on what I'd read; while it wasn't a trek up Kilamanjaro, it was a bit more than I expected. I'd do it again, but I might just start in Imerovigli to avoid the endless trecking around city streets from Fira to there, as charming as those can be.
The rest of the time on the island was spent driving about and eating and sitting on the beach and eating and tasting wine and eating. It was great to catch up with old friends and meet new ones and, well, eat together. The days flew by faster than seems possible, and now we're off to Crete!