Sunday, August 9, 2009

Back for some more Santorini

After we left the boys in Ios, Eva and I went back to Santorini to soak up some more paradise. We went back to Anny Studios as we thoroughly enjoyed being less than 50m from Perissa's black sand beach and Steve's (the owner's) homecooked breakfast and the 'good morning, girls' that greeted us every morning. Not to mention that they hooked us up with cheaper quad rentals (from a very cute and surprisingly nice Greek guy) with free gas and snorkel equipment and also were always ready to give us directions to the best sights to see.
We rented a quad for two days and saw Perissa's black sand beach which was right in front of our hotel. Valhala beach, another black sand beach that was smaller and quieter than Perissa and had amazing rock formations that seemed like lava all around it. We also saw the lighthouse on one end of the island which had the most amazing views of the volcano and the endless dark blue water. Next, we made our way to Fira (or Thira as it was sometimes spelt) which was the capital of the island. It was another village consisting of many white houses all crowded together at the top of the cliff. It was a bit different that Oia as it seemed more commercial and busy and not quite as beautiful and serene. But the views were still spectacular and the sunset amazing. In Fira, we also hiked out to see Skaros and the 'castle'. Skaros was an neat rock formation and according to my guide book there was supposedly a castle on it. Eva and I climbed all the way out to the rock which consisted of at least 300 stairs and quite some distance not to find a castle anywhere. When we asked a couple from Germany where the f@$king castle was and we were informed that it was destroyed by an earthquake hundreds of years ago and the rocks on the ground were the castle... we were not impressed. We didn't understand the Greeks love of old rocks (aren't the rocks in Spain and Canada just as old?). We could have seen Skaros and the old rocks without hiking up and down stairs in the hot afternoon sun! After that, we badly wanted to borrow one of the many private pools with the amazing views that we had to walk past to get back into Fira village. We ended up settling for cold fruity drinks in a restaurant with a beautiful view.
The next day, we hopped back on the quad to make our way to Amoudi Bay which was simply amazing! The water was perfectly clear and blue and most of the rocks that surrounded the bay were red. We hopped into the perfect temperature water and did some snorkling where we saw all sorts of fish including a main street of silver colored fish that didn't stray from the line in which they were swimming in both directions. Also in the bay, was a little island you would swim out to that had a tiny little white and blue church on it and a ledge (about 8m?) to jump off back into the bay. I climbed up to see the church thinking jumping would be no big deal, but, once I was up there I didn't want to jump... However, climbing back down seemed even worse (I had already cut my knee climbing up the slippery rocks). So, I decided to jump. Then, some kid said 'make sure you jump far enough out that you don't hit the rocks at the bottom' to which I replied, 'rocks!?!?! WHAT ROCKS!?!?! How far is far enough!??!'. I guess my running and jumping technique was good form, because I made it into the water fairly unscathed. That experience definitely falls into the category of 'I tried it once and now I'm never going to do it again'. I had salt water coming out of my sinuses for the rest of the day.
In the miniscule village of Amoudi Bay, Eva and I went to a very Greek seafood restaurant where we ordered octopus and calamari. We were, however, very suprised when our plates came with a whole bbq octupus and whole bbq squid on them - head, tentacles, and everything. Apparently you can eat the whole thing. And we did. It was actually very delicious. I think I preferred the grilled octopus to the boiled octopus of Spain. However, not seeing the WHOLE octopus in Spain is a bit more preferred. After lunch we toured the vinyards along the quiet back of the island where we got to sample some delicious wine (our favorite being an amazing sweet desert wine) and try the infamous white eggplant that is only found in Santorini.
The last thing we saw was the trendy and crowded party beach of Kamari, which had a boulevard behind it that made me think of pictures of Miami. It was amazing how areas of the island could be so different even though it was such a small place. The differences from Oia to Kamari to Perissa made you think you were in a completely different place than you were 20 minutes earlier. Oia was what we expected the whole island to be like but then we also got to experience places reminiscent of Miami and Mexico too. Santorini was an amazing experience and I would go back there in a heartbeat.

Hasta la proximá vez,
Kathlene

Back for some more Santorini

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Ios - Island of debauchery

After spending a couple days in Santorini with the boys, we all hopped on a ferry to Ios for a night of debauchery. Ios is a smaller island half way between Santorini and Naxos and consists only of beautiful beaches, beach parties, and discos. We arrived early afternoon and went straight to the main beach of Mylopatos where hundreds of young people had already gathered for a beach party straight out of an MTV Spring Break special. There were people around a pool, in the sand, and an amazing DJ pumping out the beats all day.
Once the sun went down, everyone moved to the small village filled with bars and discos. The tiny streets got jammed packed with people as everyone moves from one drinking establishment to the next while everything stays open all night long. Then, when the sun comes up people move back to the beach and it starts all over again. It truly is a 24 hour party and an island filled only with young people. I fully understand why people call Ios 'the Ibiza of Greece'.

Hasta la proximá vez,
Kathlene

Ios - Island of debauchery

Friday, August 7, 2009

Meeting up with the boys in Santorini

The island of Santorini in Greece is truly paradise. Eva and I started our Greek adventure by joining up with the Basque boys (Jontxu, Ivan, Josu, Flo, and David) in Santorini for some good times. However, we had to endure the nightmare of getting to the island before we could live the dream. We arrived in the Athens airport late and discovered that the metro to our hostel was under construction, so we had to take a bus to Syntagma Square and then take a short metro ride to our hostel. But, by the time we got to the metro, it had closed for the night, so we hoofed it with our luggage and managed to find the hostel after going the wrong way and seeing the Temple of Zeus. Once we found our hostel, we were informed that our room was in another building and we got lost...again... with all of our luggage. When we finally got to our room, it was approaching 2am and we discovered there we two boys already in it. Apparently it was a 4-person-mixed-dorm room. Luckily, they turned out to be quite nice. Well, one was American so he didn't count, but the other was Australian and we made fun of the American together which is always an enjoyable pass-time. We managed to get 2 hours of sleep before we had to get up to be at the port at 6am (our ferry was leaving at 7am). We managed to make it to the port on time, but couldn't find our gate since the port in Athens is GIGANTIC and no one knew anything. We eventually found our port with 10 minutes to spare only to find out they had cancelled our ferry and there were hundreds of other angry passengers already filling the empty seats on other boats. However, Eva and I got lucky and were able to find tickets for 8am. At least we thought we were lucky until we discovered we were on a smaller boat which meant it rocked like no other for 7 hours. The other bigger boats were much smoother and only took 5 hours. Moral of the story: never book with SeaJets.
We turned a horrific shade of green along with all other passengers. When we finally made it to paradise where the boys were waiting for us. So we showered, and headed out to rent some quads to go the Red Beach. But... our quad (the blue one which we requested because we thought the blue one was cooler than the yellow ones) broke down after we got half way to the red beach. At this point, Eva and I were thinking Greece was a bad idea... But, we eventually made it to the Red Beach and began to realize how beautiful Santorini really is and stopped running into so many problems.
The next day we went on the popular Volcano Boat Tour which I would recommend to anyone going to Santorini. We set sail at 11am and made our first stop at Nea Kameni (the Volcano) and climbed to the top. The neat part about the volcano is that it's still active! While hiking up the volcano we discovered a hole about a foot deep that was emitting an impressive amount of heat! (Really Jontxu discovered the hole by almost falling into it, and then almost falling into the large crater behind him. The tour guide kept very close eyes on him after that.)
The next stop was the hot springs on the other side of the volcano where the water was red. To get to the hot springs, we had to jump off the side of the boat (definitely a few meters drop) and swim a bit to get into the sulfur and iron water. It was strange to jump into cold water and them swim into warm water just a few meters closer to shore. After the hot springs, we stopped on the small island of Thirassia to have lunch in the village of Corfos. It was a change from the other villages because it was completely void of anything tourist-y. Just a small and quaint place with nice local people. Then, we got on the boat once more to go to our last stop of Oia, which, in my opinion, is the nicest part of Santorini. If you've even seen a picture of Santorini you were more than likely looking at a picture of Oia. It's the village that is completely full of the little white cave houses with blue doors and is home of the famous sunset. To get there we had to take a donkey up the steep-steep cliff. Riding a donkey was an interesting experience to say the least. The view from the donkey was quite amazing at times (unless your donkey stops to let all the other donkeys pass in front) but you had to feel sorry for the poor donkeys that had to carry us up there. I just wanted to give them water. However, being in Oia was truly breathtaking. One day when I no longer want to be an engineer, I plan on moving there and opening up a small shop along the street where you can see the amazing sea view out the open door.
More on the Greek Adventure to come.

Hasta la proximá vez,
Kathlene

Meeting up with the boys in Santorini - Part 1

Meeting up with the boys in Santorini - Part 2