Day 12: Santorini
Tuesday, June 1st, 1999
We wake up at the crack of dawn to catch our 6:30 AM flight to Santorini. Although we are all tired, and admittedly a little grumpy, we are cheered by a beautiful sunrise over Athens.
We arrive in Santorini at about 11:00 AM and take a taxi to the other side of the island to Oia. As we pull up to the back entrance of our hotel, it looks as though the driver has abandoned us in the middle of nowhere. He points to a small opening in a fence with a dusty trail leading up to it and tells us to go ahead, he'll bring the bags. I look at Dad, convinced that we will never see this man, or our bags, ever again.
I am pleasantly surprised by what was on the other side of that fence. We follow along narrow walkways on the side of a cliff face until after about 5 minutes of walking, we arrive at the Esperas. I'm not even going to try to describe the beauty of this place. Instead, please click on the link and see for yourself.
Walked down the cliff to the small fishing harbor at the bottom. Enjoyed a plate of appetizers while we watched a beautiful sunset over the Mediterranean.