Santorini: Akrotiri and Perivolos Beach

Santorini: Church and Caldera

One of the picturesque blue-domed churches overlooking Santorini’s Caldera.

Our last day in Santorini started out a little bit melancholy. How could we possibly use the time before our ferry was due to leave to get our fill of this most lovely of islands? After our last breakfast at Agnadi Villa, we were surprised to find out that the hotel had a shower we could use before our ferry at midnight, and would let us leave our stuff at the hotel all day, come back to freshen up, and call a cab for us at around 11pm. The wonderful staff suggested that we go to Perivolos beach, and we had a few other sites we wanted to see, so we hopped aboard our ATV and hit the road running. The first stop? Oia for some final daylight vistas from the top of this side of the island.

Oia, Santorini

A beautiful, sunny day in Oia.

 

Santorini Caldera

Looking down to the Caldera.

Santorini, Church

Another blue-domed Church

After taking in the last few views we’d get of Oia, we headed back towards Akrotiri, to see the excavation of what was probably once the lost city of Atlantis. Okay, “probably” isn’t the right word. It totally was the lost city of Atlantis. It makes sense. No one is ever going to just come out and say it, but HELLO, ancient Greek island civilization that met a calamitous end. That’s pretty much the story, right?

 

Santorini: Akrotiri Amphora

Ancient amphora remain where they were left over 2,000 years ago.

Santorini: Akrotiri

Carolyn hanging out in the ancient city of Akrotiri.

After checking out the incredible excavation at Akrotiri, we spent the rest of the afternoon at Perivolos Beach, watching busloads of Russian tourists come and go and soaking up the sun. As the sun started to hang a bit lower in the west, we hopped back on the ATV, drove it back to Fira and returned it to the dealer after eating a couple more delicious gyros. He drove us back to Agnadi Villa and we got cleaned up, had a glass of wine and baklava at Thalami in Oia, and then took a cab down to the ferry port.

The Blue Star ferry arrived on time, and we swarmed aboard to find out that our “air seat lounge” had no floor space. In fact it looked a bit like a refugee camp. It was clear that this overnight journey was going to suck. They announced that upgrades were available, so I went to the purser and 50 Euro later we were in a cabin sleeping on beds. The next morning we got a knock on our door for a wake up call to let us know we were at our next destination, the island of Kos.

 

 

 

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