How does one begin writing about an adventure of a lifetime filled with beauty that can’t be captured by camera, relationships that won’t be forgotten, and such glorious bread that leaves taste buds forever changed? I personally don’t know the best way, but it seems as though I’ve got a start.
I’ve wanted to go to Greece for as long as I can remember. The obsession began in first grade when I learned about Greek Gods and Goddesses, and it continued to grow as I got older. So, you can imagine my excitement when my parents gifted me this trip as a graduation present.
We started in Athens, and while I enjoyed the area of Athens in which our hotel was located, other parts of the city weren’t my favorite. I’m also not a huge history buff, so seeing the various ruins wasn’t as fulfilling as I’d hoped. Nevertheless, I was still amazed by the fact that I was looking at something that was on this earth before Christ… wild.
Therefore, I’m choosing not to post about Athens and cut straight to the meat and potatoes: Santorini.
Santorini is one of the many Greek Isles on the caldera known for its picturesque views, rocky terrain, and of course, donkeys. Santorini is also known for it’s unique architecture, the crux of my obsession for this place. Due to the light paint and soft curves of the buildings, everything looks clean and pretty. Not to mention these structures contrasted with the electric-blue Aegean Sea in the background… definitely a winner in my book.
The first half of our “Santorini Leg” of the trip my family stayed in Oia. This little city/ village (not quite sure on the correct terminology here) is on the eastern side of the island, and is one of the more “touristy” sections of Santorini. Therefore, exploring required quick maneuvers around huddles of people and fast walking speeds in order to “beat the crowd” from place to place.
Because we weren’t doing anything too intensive (except, I could argue the stairs in Santorini as a whole are a serious workout… I broke a sweat simply looking at them), I kept my outfits light, comfortable, and cute. The weather was also uncharacteristically cold, windy, and rainy (what a combo) for this time of year, so my single pair of “just-in-case jeans” were worn almost every day the entire trip.
But this Karlie dress did make a cameo! I love the embroidery on it and how easy it was to wear. I barely had to accessorize it (except I did throw on my Bugs), and I felt like the shape of the dress was super flattering.
Thankfully the sun made frequent appearances, allowing much needed R&R each afternoon in Oia.
One of my most favorite things we did this portion of the trip was hike from Fira back to Oia. It took about 3 hours to hike one way from one town to the other, and it wasn’t all easy (see picture below of me STRUGGLING up one of the many hills) but it was so rewarding and beyond beautiful. I was so happy to learn more about the caldera side of the island through hiking it.
But, after 2 nights, it was time to leave Oia and go to Fira!