I'm the first to admit I wasn't as prepared as I should have been
on this trip. I should have researched further. The one
thing I knew I had to see was the island of Santorini. Every
postcard of Greece that I really liked was of Santorini with its white-washed
buildings and blue-trimmed windows and gates.
I normally wouldn't consider
first class travel, but I wanted a bed. No room in the inn.
So, the next twelve hours were not my best moments in Greece.
I "slept" on floor of the deck. I wasn't as
prepared as the backpackers who surrounded me. I wasn't prepared
at all. No mat, no sleeping bag, no jacket, no pillow, no sleep.
I used T shirts as a pillow and a towel as a blanket -- and froze.
I arrived at Port Athenas at
8:00 A.M. and found a ride to a hotel just outside of Fira.
I guess every other tourist in Greece saw the same postcards.
Santorini was one of the big four tourist islands and the crowds rivaled
the Acropolis. Fortunately, the island was much more spread
out. In spite of the hoards of tourists, the place was wonderful
to see. I walked it all day.