Day 22
Let's go to Santorini
This is a preview. I have pictures but the laptop is flat right now. I will complete in the following days, and comment. Check again!
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Serifos
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Sifnos
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Kimolos
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Folegandros
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Sikinos
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Ios
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White accomodations facing the ports, beaches with well aligned umbrellas and seats, tavernas to keep the beach-goers busy like during a long-haul flight.
Dry terraced gardens, no visible land assigned to agriculture.
Dramatic changes have occurred in the Cyclades islands over the last 20 years.
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Santorini
It is quite something to sail above a volcano.
Without any drug.
A few thousand years ago, this island had the shape of a disk, with a volcano in the middle. The volcano erupted. That was a mother of an eruption: the things threw stuff 65km up in the air and 900km away. Bits were found in Egypt!
A large portion of the island sunk, and left a crescent shaped island, with a mother of a cliff suitable to be used in Geology text books, and try one's hand at making pictures that convey the awe of the scenery.
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We had dinner in a lovely taverna. I discovered the taste of well prepared capers and caper leaves. A beauty.
It was much too late when we looked for a place to sleep. After following a narrow road ending up as a dead end without the possibility to U-turn, I reversed for a few hundred meters, turned the ship about, and against my intuition we made the decision to stay there. I fell asleep very fast, with the intention to catch as much Zs before waking up early. And I did well.