It’s 8 pm and we’re on a ferry somewhere in the Aegean Sea. In a couple of hours, we dock and begin our journey through Athens.
But before we get swept up in the cradle of Western Civilization, it’s only appropriate I give one last nod to the isle of Santorini.
Leaving you today was the hardest spot yet. It was like tearing off a Flintstone’s band-aid that I had worn with great affection. You are fantastically magical and have attached yourself to my core in unknown ways.
It is a place where Helios (the Sun God) rules each moment of the day. Just look at this sunset. It’s beauty is enough to make a grown man weep…