Sunrise photo attempts. Oh well.
Above are sunrise pictures.
Santorini is a beautiful caldera island. Some things have changed in the years since we were there last. It's far more expensive and upscale if shopping, dining, etc.
Mike and I joined a tour group that took us to the towns of Oia and Fira. We tendered in to the port at a place different than the place at old port where the cable car is. We were bussed up the cliff side East of Old Port, then through the dry upper part of island. All of the island is dry and desert-like. It's a volcanic caldera. Even the grapes were stunted . But the bougainvillea vines were big and covered trellises.
It's so full of tourists. Cruise ships. I think our guide said 70 percent of the population were employed by tourism.
Poor people. I'm sure it has both helped and hindered.
I was kind of tired after so many stairs and walking around the two towns with a bus ride or two. Some ice cream, because we can and it seems to be our tradition. Donna bought me a lovely linen-look table runner with olive motif embroidered on it. And I found a casual cotton blue and white shirt. Not exactly what I was searching for, but close. It's a man's shirt!
We took a nap after we rode the cable car down the cliff, tendered back to ship, ate lunch at the buffet. We were quite hot and sweaty after the short excursion. Mike was still resting, suffering from allergies, so I spent time in a hot tub between 4 and 5 pm. It sure helped my sore back! It was so hot.( The water) I got to visit with Donna for a bit while poolside. It was the first time I'd put on my swimsuit this whole trip.
Nine of us met for dinner at a restaurant at the ships's back. I did catch sunrise AND sunset here at Santorini. Not spectacular, but nice.
After dinner there were games! Fun, long day.
Sunset in Santorini.
This is the new blue and white striped shirt that I bought.
Cliff houses
Tendering back to the ship.
From the sublime to the ridiculous. Beautiful cathedral on a marble square, slummy old homes with tumbleweeds and crumbling walls. 50 yards apart.




















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