Hey Guys,
Sorry I've been MIA (again). I returned home to a whirlwind of activity that included trips to LA, SF, and Austin so I have finally managed to sit down and provide a final perspective on my two and half months in Europe.
My final day in Amsterdam did not lack for activity - we made a homemade Dutch pancake breakfast, wandered the shopping streets in the Dam, stopped Eva's roof from caving in from the torrents of rain washing over the building, and watched a circuit breaker explode creating a huge fire just outside her apartment. What a way to finish the trip! I did manage to make it to the airport without mishap and spent the ten hours flying home engrossed in the final Game of Thrones book.
Looking back on my trip I've learned a lot about myself and travel in general. People often say that traveling is all about the destination; the cathedrals, the ruins, the paintings. But this trip has taught me that traveling isn't about that at all. It's about drinking so much Turkish tea with the locals that your stomach might explode. It's about riding on an ATV along the coast of Greece your mouth tightly closed for fear of a bug breakfast. It's about getting lost in a Spanish neighborhood and finding a bar of people who have gathered together to celebrate their favorite band in the most unusual way. It's about passing out on a hot Portuguese beach with your best friend, your sweaty shirt stuck to your back, sleeping off yesterday's late night. It's about watching the sunrise for the fourth time because you just couldn't stop dancing to Tiesto. And it's about sitting across from someone you've just met, sipping ice cold Belgian beer on a humid day, drilling them with questions about their lives, their dreams, their next stop in life.
I won't remember which paintings I saw in the Prado or how many tons a German chandelier weighs but I will remember the excitement radiating from my mother after buying an antique Turkish rug, the kiss of the sunset on my boyfriend's face as it set into Grecian waters, and the conspiratorial giggles with my best friends after a night we only half remember. And I won't soon forget the people I met along the way who shopped me terrible screenplays, introduced me to new music, and shared a bottle of tequila on a plane flight to Ibiza.
Thank you to all who have followed my blog these past few months; it's as if you were there with me. And thanks to all of you who inspired me in these pages by becoming friends that I hope to have for many years to come.
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Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Aigialos Hotel Cinnamon Drink Recipe
Dear Readers,
The Aigialos Hotel has been kind enough to pass along the recipe for that fabulous cinnamon drink I was raving about so that we can try it out at home!
INGREDIENTS:
750ml sugar
1lt water
8 cinnamon sticks
DIRECTIONS:
Boil in low temperature for approximately 1 hour, until it becomes like a syrup.
Serve diluted with cold water... or mix it with apple juice or cider wine.
Enjoy and be sure to check out the hotel's Facebook page for other great finds!
The Aigialos Hotel has been kind enough to pass along the recipe for that fabulous cinnamon drink I was raving about so that we can try it out at home!
INGREDIENTS:
750ml sugar
1lt water
8 cinnamon sticks
DIRECTIONS:
Boil in low temperature for approximately 1 hour, until it becomes like a syrup.
Serve diluted with cold water... or mix it with apple juice or cider wine.
Enjoy and be sure to check out the hotel's Facebook page for other great finds!
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
July 4, 2011
Happy 4th of July! Today we woke up bright and early (even though we'd partied the night before) and got a little more shopping in before checking out and leaving for the airport at 11:45am. The flight to Santorini was very easy and the hotel picked us up.
We are staying at the Aigialos Hotel on the edge of Fira, the main town of Santorini. We were greeted by the manager, Jean-Pierre, who immediately gave us tons of information about the island and its history. The name, Santorini, is a bastardized form of Saint Irene while the name, Thira, comes from the Dorian priest Thiras who came and settled the island after the volcano. Originally the whole area was one complete island until about 3,600 years ago when the volcano in the center of the island erupted - the famous Minoan or Thera eruption. This eruption destroyed the civilization and all vegetation on the island and left behind a massive caldera creating the crescent shape of the island today. This eruption is also speculated to have contributed to the downfall of the Minoan civilization on Crete thanks to a massive tsunami. It has also been rumored that Santorini is the source of the legend of Atlantis.
On the main section of the island there is the largest town, Fira which is the most centrally located and the most popular, followed closely by Oia which is towards the tip of the island. Fira is made up of the traditional white-wash buildings that cling to the side of the 1,000 foot cliffs that make up the edge of the caldera. It has the best shopping and nightlife in my opinion. Oia on the other hand has the most traditional feel and world famous sunsets.
Aigialos Hotel is made up of a dozen or so small "houses" which are really just like large hotel rooms but with way more character. The establishment is bordered on one side by an Orthodox church that was built near the end of the 16th century. Along side the church they built a monastery for the nuns and later the bishop built his house nearby. Then on the neighborhood grew up around the church. All these buildings have become part of the hotel grounds. The name "Aigialos" comes from the word "gialos" whic means a small port where earth meets the sea.
Santorini has a very windy climate and thus the names of all the rooms are the different ancient winds. Our two rooms are Kaikias and Maistros. Kaikias is the north northwest wind that is capricious and playful while Maistros is the northwest wind that is benevolent yet sometimes fearsome. While checking in we were served Kanellada, a tea drink that comes in a cocktail glass with a speared strawberry and a sugar-coated rim. It was both beautiful and delicious!
The rooms were adorable! Kaikias (my room) was a large open room painted a cheery yellow with a large, soft bed and a huge private veranda. Maistros was more sectioned off with a separate bedroom area and a full dining/lounge area and deep red walls. Overall the hotel is amazing although I wish we had more of a view of the town as the hotel is at the very edge of Fira. In terms of amenities I love the toiletries they provide but the water pressure is a little light and you have to flip a switch for hot water and wait 20 minutes before you can shower. Not huge issues but just thought it was good to note. Also be prepared to walk up and down a lot of stairs to get to your room!
After settling in we walked along the caldera deeper into the town. We stopped for lunch at one of the restaurants overlooking the water and I had my first Santorini Salad. It is AMAZING. The salad is tomatoes, cucumber, goat cheese, and crispy pieces of toasted bread that combined make a killer salad.
It was a great introduction to the food of the island. From there we just wandered through town and found the "Gold Street" which is the main drag through the center of town aptly named thanks to all the jewelry stores. We noted a bunch of bars for later in the night.
For dinner we ate at Athiri which is a little pizza place in the touristy district. Finally a place with falafel! We ordered that, pizza, and carbonara pasta. The falafel was very tasty, the pasta was creamy goodness, and the pizza was pretty good too. From there the BF and I walked next door to Two Brothers because we'd spied a hookah.
Fast forward five hours and we are absolutely shitfaced thanks to our waitress, Elizabeth, who kept a steady flow of drinks coming our way. The bar is one of the most fun places I've ever been. They played great music and it's a small venue so it feels really intimate. And they have toilet paper in the bathrooms which is a major plus! We made friends with two girls (one Kiwi and one Aussie) who were crazy dancers and I managed to clock one of the waitresses in the head during a rousing rendition of YMCA. Around 2am we headed back and crashed.
July 5, 2011
We woke up relatively early for breakfast at the hotel before heading out for our beach day. Unfortunately, all the taxis were unavailable and we didn't want to waste time so Jean-Pierre offered to take us in his Vietnam era jeep. Um... coolest car ever. No seatbelts, no doors, just the seats and the open road. It was a great drive down from Fira to Perivolos Beach. He even took us on some side streets to show us other fun parts of the island while telling us more fun facts.
For example, Santorini is famous for their cherry tomatoes, wine, fava beans, white eggplant, small zucchini, and pistachios. In fact, they are in talks to make fava beans a Santorini specialty similar to Champagne or Cognac, which can't be called by that name unless they come from those areas of France. One of the famous grape varietals is called Mavrotragano which means "black crisp." This rare red varietal can only be found on Santorini and amounts to 2% of the total wine grown on the island. They only make 6,700 bottles a year so it is pretty special.
Perivolos is one of Santorini's black sand beaches which means it is very pretty but extremely hot to walk on. Each restaurant has a section of beach where they've put up umbrellas and chaises for people to rent for about 7 Euro for a pair of chairs. There are long wooden walkways out to the chairs to help save your feet from the burning hot sand. We spent the day lounging in the sun and dining on fried cod with fries at Ta Sixtva ("The Nets") a picturesque taverna right on the beach. The fish and chips were just salty enough to be utter beach food perfection. My BF's mom even ventured to say "I feel like I'm in a postcard" to which I replied "You are!"
Around 5pm we headed back to Fira for dinner. We picked a restaurant with a insane view of the sun setting over Fira town. The food was okay but the view was spectacular.
Full on wine we ventured back to Two Brothers for another night of ridiculousness. The two Aussie/Kiwi girls were there again and gave me a bunch of great advice about the night scene in Fira. They said that Two Brothers is considered touristy but it really is the best place for dancing. That is one thing we've noticed about Greeks - they really don't dance, they just go to the bar and drink and chat. Highlander is another great bar to start at and it is a favorite with the Aussies, Americans and Kiwis. Enigma is one of the major clubs that starts going off after midnight but it is more of a druggie hotspot while Koo Club is very popular with the Greeks.
We managed to take down two hookahs, fill up on whisky and kamikaze shots and even do a little dancing on the bar. Yet again it was our waitress' fault because she told us "If you order three shots you get them for the price of one!" - That's just ridiculous. My BF even made friends with a small man who could fit his thumb between his two front teeth. He loving referred to the small man as "My little hobbit." We barely managed to make it back to the hotel.
July 6, 2011
Today we woke up sooo late because of our crazy night last night. To ease the hangover we walked to Cafe NRG (get it?) for breakfast crepes. I ordered a ham, cheese, and egg crepe which in theory sounds delicious right? Well I was thinking scrambled eggs but instead they took a hard-boiled egg, sliced it up, and tossed it into the crepe. Not really the most appetizing taste when hungover (we also got one last night which is the only picture I took so just to give y
We rented ATVs so that we could drive across half the island to Oia for the day. You can either take the "red" road or the "yellow" road as depicted on the map from the hotel. The red road is the main thoroughfare while the yellow road is the longer, more scenic option. We opted for the yellow road and spent the next 20 minutes reveling at the beauty of driving along the coast of the island. If there is a heaven it looks like this.
Oia is the cutest town EVER. It's much smaller than Fira but more traditional and quieter. We stopped at Meteor Cafe for some affogato and a view. Meteor Cafe is a small little establishment with lovely interior decoration. We even got to sample some Kataifi, a local dessert that looks suspect but tastes like cinnamon apple pie.
From there we wandered the city and took some pictures of the town from the remains of the castle along the water. Oia is built closer to the water and perfectly situated for sunsets. We decided to hop back on the ATVs and check out Baxedes Beach to kill time until the sunset. Turns out Baxedes isn't much of a beach but instead is a little outcropping of rough black rocks and a small cafe. We hadn't brought towels so we didn't spend a whole lot of time there. On the way back we took a wrong turn that led us to the base of the town on the water's edge. There we found a little marina filled with restaurants and quaint wooden boats. It was fun to spend 15 minutes or so wandering around before we went back into town.
We scoped out a bunch of restaurants in Oia to determine where it was best to have dinner to see the sunset and settled on Kastro. Turns out they were completely booked but were able to fit us into a little nook that just fit a table and two chairs. Thank God because it turned out to be the best meal I've had in Greece thus far. We had fried olives stuffed with goat cheese, a green salad with pomegranate seeds, lamb souvlaki and fried meatballs with yogurt. We washed it down with a bottle of rose wine that featured two naked women playing instruments on the label. And for dessert we had chocolate souffle with a side of sunset. And we were not let down.
The sunset was everything it has been rumored to be. An artist would have to search long and hard to collect all the colors that painted the sky. The white walls of the building lit up one by one as if a massive fire was engulfing them. And all around us hundreds of people stood watching the sun set into the ocean. It was as if we were all collectively holding our breath only to have it come whooshing out in cries of "Ahh!" as the final edges of the sun sunk from view. All resounding round of applause completed the moment as if we'd just finished watching an epic play.
Once the sky began to darken we hurried to the ATV to ride back to Fira before it got too dark. The ride back was magical as we twisted and turned through towns lit by tiny fires of light. We were back before we knew it and retired to our rooms to relax for the remainder of the night.
July 7, 2011
Our last day in Santorini comes too soon! I've had so much fun here. It's the perfect blend of beaches, scenic roads and crazy nightlife. And our hotel has been so helpful and friendly. Today, we woke up early and headed out on the ATVs to Red Beach. The signs were a little difficult to read sometimes but we made it there without mishap. It takes about 30 minutes to get there and you have to park and then walk about ten minutes but the beach is worth it. I would not recommend it for people looking for comfort as the ten minute hike is uphill over very loose, steep rock and the beach itself is littered with rough pebbles some the size of eggs. But the backdrop of blood red rock over an azure ocean is breathtaking.
We had to have the ATVs back by 2pm so we return to Fira, dropped them off, and then met up with the rest of the group to take the cable car down to the harbor for the infamous Santorini donkey ride. I learned three things during this experience. One, is that I really like fried tomatos even though that wasn't what I'd ordered at lunch. Two, the reason all the doors in Santorini are blue is because the fishermens' wives in the old days would paint their doors blue to ward off evil spirits and ensure their husbands' safe trip home.
Lastly, I learned that that it is thought that the donkeys of Santorini are really lost souls stuck in purgatory. I'd be willing to believe it after watching our guide smack his donkey in the head over and over again to maneuver it up the hill. This particular hill is the giant zigzag road that leads for Santorini's harbor, up the sharp bluffs to the city. If you are crazy you can walk; if you are smart you take a donkey. The poor animals wear muzzles, aren't offered water and spend their entire day dragging stupid tourists around. It was fun and I'm happy to cross "donkey" off my list of random-animals-to-ride-in-my-lifetime but I did come out of it feeling bad.
After the donkeys we had just enough time to return to the hotel, pack up and head to the airport. Everyone else went in the hotel car but I went with Jean-Pierre in the Vietnam jeep because I loved it so much the other day. On the way Jean-Pierre told me two funny stories. The first was that he and his wife had been vacationing in Crete and were driving the jeep while wearing military-esk clothing. They passed a military training ground where new recruits were learning how to repel down the side of a mountain. On the back of the jeep is painted the stars of a military general so as they passed the training ground all activity slid to a halt and they saluted him. He thought this was hilarious and raised his hand to tell them "At ease soldiers" as he drove on by.
This got us talking about costumes, which are a passion of mine, and he told me another story about the time he and a group of friends went to a black tie costume party for Halloween. Greece is notorious for their bands of gypsies so his group had dressed up as authentic gypsy complete with swaddled babes and small dirty dogs. Upon arriving at the event the security had no idea whether to turn them away or let them in!
Two stories was all we had time for before the airport so I took my leave of the jeep and we hopped on our plane to Crete. The ride was only 30 minutes but once we arrived we had to gather our rental car to drive an additional hour to get to our hotel. I was elected to drive as the only person who knew how to drive a manual transmission. Our car was a sleek Saab and after about five minutes remembering how to shift we were barreling down the coastal road of Crete headed for Elounda.
Our hotel, the Blue Palace, is just outside of Elounda and takes up acres of beachfront property. It has honeymoon spa written all over it and our rooms came with a giant bathtub, walk-in closet and private patio complete with pool and lounge chairs. Very chic. Unfortunately it is also hours away from anything else...
It was close to 11pm by the time we were settled so we decided to eat at the hotel restaurant - Isola. The Mediterranean salad was delicious as was the molten lava cake dessert.
Everything else was terrible. It was WAY overpriced for the quality which dropped the hotel a few points. Back in the room the extremely soft bed added a few points back as I snugged into my pillow and fell asleep.
Happy 4th of July! Today we woke up bright and early (even though we'd partied the night before) and got a little more shopping in before checking out and leaving for the airport at 11:45am. The flight to Santorini was very easy and the hotel picked us up.
We are staying at the Aigialos Hotel on the edge of Fira, the main town of Santorini. We were greeted by the manager, Jean-Pierre, who immediately gave us tons of information about the island and its history. The name, Santorini, is a bastardized form of Saint Irene while the name, Thira, comes from the Dorian priest Thiras who came and settled the island after the volcano. Originally the whole area was one complete island until about 3,600 years ago when the volcano in the center of the island erupted - the famous Minoan or Thera eruption. This eruption destroyed the civilization and all vegetation on the island and left behind a massive caldera creating the crescent shape of the island today. This eruption is also speculated to have contributed to the downfall of the Minoan civilization on Crete thanks to a massive tsunami. It has also been rumored that Santorini is the source of the legend of Atlantis.
On the main section of the island there is the largest town, Fira which is the most centrally located and the most popular, followed closely by Oia which is towards the tip of the island. Fira is made up of the traditional white-wash buildings that cling to the side of the 1,000 foot cliffs that make up the edge of the caldera. It has the best shopping and nightlife in my opinion. Oia on the other hand has the most traditional feel and world famous sunsets.
Aigialos Hotel is made up of a dozen or so small "houses" which are really just like large hotel rooms but with way more character. The establishment is bordered on one side by an Orthodox church that was built near the end of the 16th century. Along side the church they built a monastery for the nuns and later the bishop built his house nearby. Then on the neighborhood grew up around the church. All these buildings have become part of the hotel grounds. The name "Aigialos" comes from the word "gialos" whic means a small port where earth meets the sea.
Santorini has a very windy climate and thus the names of all the rooms are the different ancient winds. Our two rooms are Kaikias and Maistros. Kaikias is the north northwest wind that is capricious and playful while Maistros is the northwest wind that is benevolent yet sometimes fearsome. While checking in we were served Kanellada, a tea drink that comes in a cocktail glass with a speared strawberry and a sugar-coated rim. It was both beautiful and delicious!
The rooms were adorable! Kaikias (my room) was a large open room painted a cheery yellow with a large, soft bed and a huge private veranda. Maistros was more sectioned off with a separate bedroom area and a full dining/lounge area and deep red walls. Overall the hotel is amazing although I wish we had more of a view of the town as the hotel is at the very edge of Fira. In terms of amenities I love the toiletries they provide but the water pressure is a little light and you have to flip a switch for hot water and wait 20 minutes before you can shower. Not huge issues but just thought it was good to note. Also be prepared to walk up and down a lot of stairs to get to your room!
After settling in we walked along the caldera deeper into the town. We stopped for lunch at one of the restaurants overlooking the water and I had my first Santorini Salad. It is AMAZING. The salad is tomatoes, cucumber, goat cheese, and crispy pieces of toasted bread that combined make a killer salad.
It was a great introduction to the food of the island. From there we just wandered through town and found the "Gold Street" which is the main drag through the center of town aptly named thanks to all the jewelry stores. We noted a bunch of bars for later in the night.
For dinner we ate at Athiri which is a little pizza place in the touristy district. Finally a place with falafel! We ordered that, pizza, and carbonara pasta. The falafel was very tasty, the pasta was creamy goodness, and the pizza was pretty good too. From there the BF and I walked next door to Two Brothers because we'd spied a hookah.
Fast forward five hours and we are absolutely shitfaced thanks to our waitress, Elizabeth, who kept a steady flow of drinks coming our way. The bar is one of the most fun places I've ever been. They played great music and it's a small venue so it feels really intimate. And they have toilet paper in the bathrooms which is a major plus! We made friends with two girls (one Kiwi and one Aussie) who were crazy dancers and I managed to clock one of the waitresses in the head during a rousing rendition of YMCA. Around 2am we headed back and crashed.
July 5, 2011
We woke up relatively early for breakfast at the hotel before heading out for our beach day. Unfortunately, all the taxis were unavailable and we didn't want to waste time so Jean-Pierre offered to take us in his Vietnam era jeep. Um... coolest car ever. No seatbelts, no doors, just the seats and the open road. It was a great drive down from Fira to Perivolos Beach. He even took us on some side streets to show us other fun parts of the island while telling us more fun facts.
For example, Santorini is famous for their cherry tomatoes, wine, fava beans, white eggplant, small zucchini, and pistachios. In fact, they are in talks to make fava beans a Santorini specialty similar to Champagne or Cognac, which can't be called by that name unless they come from those areas of France. One of the famous grape varietals is called Mavrotragano which means "black crisp." This rare red varietal can only be found on Santorini and amounts to 2% of the total wine grown on the island. They only make 6,700 bottles a year so it is pretty special.
Perivolos is one of Santorini's black sand beaches which means it is very pretty but extremely hot to walk on. Each restaurant has a section of beach where they've put up umbrellas and chaises for people to rent for about 7 Euro for a pair of chairs. There are long wooden walkways out to the chairs to help save your feet from the burning hot sand. We spent the day lounging in the sun and dining on fried cod with fries at Ta Sixtva ("The Nets") a picturesque taverna right on the beach. The fish and chips were just salty enough to be utter beach food perfection. My BF's mom even ventured to say "I feel like I'm in a postcard" to which I replied "You are!"
Around 5pm we headed back to Fira for dinner. We picked a restaurant with a insane view of the sun setting over Fira town. The food was okay but the view was spectacular.
Full on wine we ventured back to Two Brothers for another night of ridiculousness. The two Aussie/Kiwi girls were there again and gave me a bunch of great advice about the night scene in Fira. They said that Two Brothers is considered touristy but it really is the best place for dancing. That is one thing we've noticed about Greeks - they really don't dance, they just go to the bar and drink and chat. Highlander is another great bar to start at and it is a favorite with the Aussies, Americans and Kiwis. Enigma is one of the major clubs that starts going off after midnight but it is more of a druggie hotspot while Koo Club is very popular with the Greeks.
We managed to take down two hookahs, fill up on whisky and kamikaze shots and even do a little dancing on the bar. Yet again it was our waitress' fault because she told us "If you order three shots you get them for the price of one!" - That's just ridiculous. My BF even made friends with a small man who could fit his thumb between his two front teeth. He loving referred to the small man as "My little hobbit." We barely managed to make it back to the hotel.
July 6, 2011
Today we woke up sooo late because of our crazy night last night. To ease the hangover we walked to Cafe NRG (get it?) for breakfast crepes. I ordered a ham, cheese, and egg crepe which in theory sounds delicious right? Well I was thinking scrambled eggs but instead they took a hard-boiled egg, sliced it up, and tossed it into the crepe. Not really the most appetizing taste when hungover (we also got one last night which is the only picture I took so just to give y
We rented ATVs so that we could drive across half the island to Oia for the day. You can either take the "red" road or the "yellow" road as depicted on the map from the hotel. The red road is the main thoroughfare while the yellow road is the longer, more scenic option. We opted for the yellow road and spent the next 20 minutes reveling at the beauty of driving along the coast of the island. If there is a heaven it looks like this.
Oia is the cutest town EVER. It's much smaller than Fira but more traditional and quieter. We stopped at Meteor Cafe for some affogato and a view. Meteor Cafe is a small little establishment with lovely interior decoration. We even got to sample some Kataifi, a local dessert that looks suspect but tastes like cinnamon apple pie.
From there we wandered the city and took some pictures of the town from the remains of the castle along the water. Oia is built closer to the water and perfectly situated for sunsets. We decided to hop back on the ATVs and check out Baxedes Beach to kill time until the sunset. Turns out Baxedes isn't much of a beach but instead is a little outcropping of rough black rocks and a small cafe. We hadn't brought towels so we didn't spend a whole lot of time there. On the way back we took a wrong turn that led us to the base of the town on the water's edge. There we found a little marina filled with restaurants and quaint wooden boats. It was fun to spend 15 minutes or so wandering around before we went back into town.
We scoped out a bunch of restaurants in Oia to determine where it was best to have dinner to see the sunset and settled on Kastro. Turns out they were completely booked but were able to fit us into a little nook that just fit a table and two chairs. Thank God because it turned out to be the best meal I've had in Greece thus far. We had fried olives stuffed with goat cheese, a green salad with pomegranate seeds, lamb souvlaki and fried meatballs with yogurt. We washed it down with a bottle of rose wine that featured two naked women playing instruments on the label. And for dessert we had chocolate souffle with a side of sunset. And we were not let down.
The sunset was everything it has been rumored to be. An artist would have to search long and hard to collect all the colors that painted the sky. The white walls of the building lit up one by one as if a massive fire was engulfing them. And all around us hundreds of people stood watching the sun set into the ocean. It was as if we were all collectively holding our breath only to have it come whooshing out in cries of "Ahh!" as the final edges of the sun sunk from view. All resounding round of applause completed the moment as if we'd just finished watching an epic play.
Once the sky began to darken we hurried to the ATV to ride back to Fira before it got too dark. The ride back was magical as we twisted and turned through towns lit by tiny fires of light. We were back before we knew it and retired to our rooms to relax for the remainder of the night.
July 7, 2011
Our last day in Santorini comes too soon! I've had so much fun here. It's the perfect blend of beaches, scenic roads and crazy nightlife. And our hotel has been so helpful and friendly. Today, we woke up early and headed out on the ATVs to Red Beach. The signs were a little difficult to read sometimes but we made it there without mishap. It takes about 30 minutes to get there and you have to park and then walk about ten minutes but the beach is worth it. I would not recommend it for people looking for comfort as the ten minute hike is uphill over very loose, steep rock and the beach itself is littered with rough pebbles some the size of eggs. But the backdrop of blood red rock over an azure ocean is breathtaking.
We had to have the ATVs back by 2pm so we return to Fira, dropped them off, and then met up with the rest of the group to take the cable car down to the harbor for the infamous Santorini donkey ride. I learned three things during this experience. One, is that I really like fried tomatos even though that wasn't what I'd ordered at lunch. Two, the reason all the doors in Santorini are blue is because the fishermens' wives in the old days would paint their doors blue to ward off evil spirits and ensure their husbands' safe trip home.
Lastly, I learned that that it is thought that the donkeys of Santorini are really lost souls stuck in purgatory. I'd be willing to believe it after watching our guide smack his donkey in the head over and over again to maneuver it up the hill. This particular hill is the giant zigzag road that leads for Santorini's harbor, up the sharp bluffs to the city. If you are crazy you can walk; if you are smart you take a donkey. The poor animals wear muzzles, aren't offered water and spend their entire day dragging stupid tourists around. It was fun and I'm happy to cross "donkey" off my list of random-animals-to-ride-in-my-lifetime but I did come out of it feeling bad.
After the donkeys we had just enough time to return to the hotel, pack up and head to the airport. Everyone else went in the hotel car but I went with Jean-Pierre in the Vietnam jeep because I loved it so much the other day. On the way Jean-Pierre told me two funny stories. The first was that he and his wife had been vacationing in Crete and were driving the jeep while wearing military-esk clothing. They passed a military training ground where new recruits were learning how to repel down the side of a mountain. On the back of the jeep is painted the stars of a military general so as they passed the training ground all activity slid to a halt and they saluted him. He thought this was hilarious and raised his hand to tell them "At ease soldiers" as he drove on by.
This got us talking about costumes, which are a passion of mine, and he told me another story about the time he and a group of friends went to a black tie costume party for Halloween. Greece is notorious for their bands of gypsies so his group had dressed up as authentic gypsy complete with swaddled babes and small dirty dogs. Upon arriving at the event the security had no idea whether to turn them away or let them in!
Two stories was all we had time for before the airport so I took my leave of the jeep and we hopped on our plane to Crete. The ride was only 30 minutes but once we arrived we had to gather our rental car to drive an additional hour to get to our hotel. I was elected to drive as the only person who knew how to drive a manual transmission. Our car was a sleek Saab and after about five minutes remembering how to shift we were barreling down the coastal road of Crete headed for Elounda.
Our hotel, the Blue Palace, is just outside of Elounda and takes up acres of beachfront property. It has honeymoon spa written all over it and our rooms came with a giant bathtub, walk-in closet and private patio complete with pool and lounge chairs. Very chic. Unfortunately it is also hours away from anything else...
It was close to 11pm by the time we were settled so we decided to eat at the hotel restaurant - Isola. The Mediterranean salad was delicious as was the molten lava cake dessert.
Everything else was terrible. It was WAY overpriced for the quality which dropped the hotel a few points. Back in the room the extremely soft bed added a few points back as I snugged into my pillow and fell asleep.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Yassou from Greece!
July 1, 2011
I got in to Athens, Greece late last night to find that the riots that have been on the news are literally going on RIGHT outside our hotel. They've even torn up the marble steps of the hotel to throw at the riot police. The Hotel Grand Bretagne is beautiful and classic as a Greek statue. And finally beds that aren't rock hard!
My boyfriend's mom's room looks out over the square with a view of the Acropolis but because of the riots she had to sign a waiver for the staff to unlock the balcony doors. The Acropolis view is smaller than I'd anticipated (it's a little ways away) but is awesome nonetheless.
We dined at the hotel restaurant while we waited for my boyfriend's plane to get in. Our waitress' name was Katerina and she had a huge smile and lion eyes. The food was delicious! We had lamb, ravioli, and tuna tartar with Greek wine which was tasty.
After dinner we hung out in the lobby waiting for my BF and people-watched. We people-watched us four Vegas strippers who looked ready to hit to the pole, I mean town. Sadly, for the BF they walked out the front doors right before we walked in. With everyone finally at the hotel we headed to bed to start fresh in the morning.
July 2, 2011
Today we woke up around 10am to enjoy the amazing buffet breakfast spread on the top floor. They even offer free champagne (they must have known I was coming)! We then spent the next few hours wandering down Ermou Street in Plaka, the old district of Athens. There are tons of stores including a conveniently located H&M where I was able to buy myself some new clothes - FINALLY! We had lunch at an outdoor cafe on Adrianou Street that runs right along the metro. We sat down to a view of the Acropolis and the graffited railway. Lunch was simple but fresh.
Back at the hotel we took advantage of the rooftop pool for a few hours. A beer at this hotel is $12 which is ridiculous so we sniped some of the free champagne. A few hours later we showered and when back to Adrianou Street to have dinner at Kizuna. This restaurant has received Michelin awards for the past four years and they had these feta cheese dumplings with pomegranate sauce that were possibly the best appetizer I have ever had. Our main courses ranged from pork that had been roasting for 12 hours in lime and basil cream to goat cheese and pumpkin risotto.
We were absolutely stuffed and could barely make it home to sleep.
July 3, 2011
Today we were up bright and early for our half-day tour of Athens. Our driver's name was Thanos and he works for a company called Private Greece Tours. My boyfriend had found out about the company on TripAdvisor and had booked a half-day tour for 150 Euros for four people. Thanos arrived in a Mercedes... taxi... that had just enough seats. I would've preferred a little more room as I was the one sitting "bitch" but as soon as Thanos started talking I quickly forgot about the car. He's big, booming voice was filled with the rich history of the Grecian people and their landmarks. We spent the next few hours touring the temples of Acropolis, enjoying the view from the top of Lycabettus Hill, and wandering the ruins that surround the Temple of Hephaestes.
It was sad to see that only a little remains of the original architecture of the Acropolis. The Parthenon commands the center of the hill, but with the flagging strength of an old veteran whose middle has been bombed over the centuries. You can feel the history seeping into your leather sandaled feet as they walk across stones that have been worn through by the feet of Grecians, slaves, Ottomans, Romans and tourists.
The Propylaea marks one of the entrances to the Acropolis and has stayed in fairly good shape as has the Temple of Athena Nike to the right of the Propylaea. One of the coolest buildings was the Erechtheum which has been extremely well-preserved, especially it's columns shaped like Grecian maids. Their robes and curls stand tall to bear the weight of the building roof.
Our next stop was at the top of Lycabettus Hill which was rumored to be the home of wolves. All we saw on our visit was the 19th century Chapel of St. George. The view of Athens from this vantage is breathtaking and gigantic. You can see city in all 360 degrees as the urban sprawl extends to the mountains and the sea.
The last stop was to the grounds below the Acropolis that housed the ancient agora. The agora of ancient Greece was both a commerce center (the market) as well as a meeting place. Within the agora is the Temple of Hephaestus which is the temple that remains in the best shape of all the temples in Greece. It was really cool to see this temple that gives you a bit of an idea of what the Parthenon might have looked like in its original splendor. We also saw the Tower of the Winds, an octagonal building that at one time had a weathervane at the top. Each of the eight sides has a carving of a man, one of the winds. The North wind is depicted with heavy robes and a long beard while the South wind is a fair-haired young man with rosy cheeks and short hair.
At this point we were exhausted and starving so Thanos suggested the best place in Plaka for gyros. Gyros are not served like they are at home wrapped in pita and they are not traditionally made with lamb. Thanos suggested we get them with pork. He was right - they were one of the best three meals I've had on this Europe trip so far. I washed the pork, tzatziki, onion, tomato and pita down with some delicious Greek lemonade. It was extremely refreshing and gave me just enough strength to find a cute pair of Grecian sandals. It was a bit of a bummer that all the regular shops were closed (it's Sunday) since I was planning on spending the second half of the day shopping! Lame. Apparently the main shops close around 3pm on Saturdays and don't reopen until Monday. I guess I'm getting up early before our flight to the islands tomorrow!
We sat around the hotel for a bit before starting our stroll to Gazi, the more "up and coming" area of Athens out past Plaka. You take Ermou street until it ends past decrepit buildings covered in graffiti with sewage leaking into the street. I know it sounds awful. But at the end of Ermou you cross the street and suddenly you enter this hidden area of boutique restaurants and hip nightclubs. It reminded me a lot of Buenos Aires and Abott Kinney. Along the way we saw a little lab who had trained itself to cross the street on the light. The first time the dog crosses on "green" we thought it was a fluke but we stood there and watched him cross another street in the same way. Incredible!
It was a little ironic that we ended up at the Butcher Shop for dinner since my BF's little sister is a vegetarian, but they had plenty of options for her. We ordered flank steak, chicken shish and hamburger. My flank steak was perfectly seared and very tasty. The hamburger was a little overcooked and the tzatziki sauce as a little thick. The outdoor ambiance of the restaurant was magical with lines of little potted trees hung with streams of lights.
After dinner we taxied back. Getting out of the taxi an acrid smell seared the inside of my nose and my eyes felt like they were bleeding. My asthma was rocketing to the surface. I looked up to see a bunch of rioters staring back at me their mouths and noses covered by large, military gas masks. What the fuck?! The swarms of rioters gathered around us buoying us to the steps of our hotel. Moments ago we were discussing going out in Gazi but from the looks of the situation around us there was no way I was leaving the hotel.
Up on the sixth floor we looked out over the massive, angry sea of people crowding around the Parliament. Green lasers searched the walls of the hotels occasionally blinding us. My BF was especially bummed about not going on since our online research had told us that the Athens club scene is legendary. We decided instead to head up to the hotel bar, have a glass of wine, and watch the scene below.
Around the time that we had finished our glass of wine, I had a sudden surge of energy. Riding the wave, we ran downstairs to change and then headed to Gazi before the adrenaline rush died. Stepping outside of the hotel things looked a little calmer which was encouraging. We joined waves of young people dressed in cut-offs and sneakers wielding beer cans as we walked to Gazi. We spent the next few hours drinking and dancing. For a Sunday night it was pretty crowded but no one was dancing which was a little disappointing. Our favorite bars were Secret, Soho and Why Sleep? We grabbed a gyro from a stand on the street and headed back around 2am to ensure we'd be alive to make it to Santorini tomorrow. I was really glad we'd rallied so that we could get a taste of Athens at night.
Overall, I'm very impressed with Athens. Everyone told me it was an awful place that you had to suffer through in order to get to the islands so maybe I just had low expectations going in. Instead I found a lively city filled with friendly people and an amazing array of extremely comfortable sandals (I highly recommend buying sandals from the Athens Flea Market before going to the islands). I would definitely come back here. And with that I leave you looking forward to my posts about Santorini tomorrow.
I got in to Athens, Greece late last night to find that the riots that have been on the news are literally going on RIGHT outside our hotel. They've even torn up the marble steps of the hotel to throw at the riot police. The Hotel Grand Bretagne is beautiful and classic as a Greek statue. And finally beds that aren't rock hard!
My boyfriend's mom's room looks out over the square with a view of the Acropolis but because of the riots she had to sign a waiver for the staff to unlock the balcony doors. The Acropolis view is smaller than I'd anticipated (it's a little ways away) but is awesome nonetheless.
We dined at the hotel restaurant while we waited for my boyfriend's plane to get in. Our waitress' name was Katerina and she had a huge smile and lion eyes. The food was delicious! We had lamb, ravioli, and tuna tartar with Greek wine which was tasty.
After dinner we hung out in the lobby waiting for my BF and people-watched. We people-watched us four Vegas strippers who looked ready to hit to the pole, I mean town. Sadly, for the BF they walked out the front doors right before we walked in. With everyone finally at the hotel we headed to bed to start fresh in the morning.
July 2, 2011
Today we woke up around 10am to enjoy the amazing buffet breakfast spread on the top floor. They even offer free champagne (they must have known I was coming)! We then spent the next few hours wandering down Ermou Street in Plaka, the old district of Athens. There are tons of stores including a conveniently located H&M where I was able to buy myself some new clothes - FINALLY! We had lunch at an outdoor cafe on Adrianou Street that runs right along the metro. We sat down to a view of the Acropolis and the graffited railway. Lunch was simple but fresh.
Back at the hotel we took advantage of the rooftop pool for a few hours. A beer at this hotel is $12 which is ridiculous so we sniped some of the free champagne. A few hours later we showered and when back to Adrianou Street to have dinner at Kizuna. This restaurant has received Michelin awards for the past four years and they had these feta cheese dumplings with pomegranate sauce that were possibly the best appetizer I have ever had. Our main courses ranged from pork that had been roasting for 12 hours in lime and basil cream to goat cheese and pumpkin risotto.
We were absolutely stuffed and could barely make it home to sleep.
July 3, 2011
Today we were up bright and early for our half-day tour of Athens. Our driver's name was Thanos and he works for a company called Private Greece Tours. My boyfriend had found out about the company on TripAdvisor and had booked a half-day tour for 150 Euros for four people. Thanos arrived in a Mercedes... taxi... that had just enough seats. I would've preferred a little more room as I was the one sitting "bitch" but as soon as Thanos started talking I quickly forgot about the car. He's big, booming voice was filled with the rich history of the Grecian people and their landmarks. We spent the next few hours touring the temples of Acropolis, enjoying the view from the top of Lycabettus Hill, and wandering the ruins that surround the Temple of Hephaestes.
It was sad to see that only a little remains of the original architecture of the Acropolis. The Parthenon commands the center of the hill, but with the flagging strength of an old veteran whose middle has been bombed over the centuries. You can feel the history seeping into your leather sandaled feet as they walk across stones that have been worn through by the feet of Grecians, slaves, Ottomans, Romans and tourists.
The Propylaea marks one of the entrances to the Acropolis and has stayed in fairly good shape as has the Temple of Athena Nike to the right of the Propylaea. One of the coolest buildings was the Erechtheum which has been extremely well-preserved, especially it's columns shaped like Grecian maids. Their robes and curls stand tall to bear the weight of the building roof.
Our next stop was at the top of Lycabettus Hill which was rumored to be the home of wolves. All we saw on our visit was the 19th century Chapel of St. George. The view of Athens from this vantage is breathtaking and gigantic. You can see city in all 360 degrees as the urban sprawl extends to the mountains and the sea.
The last stop was to the grounds below the Acropolis that housed the ancient agora. The agora of ancient Greece was both a commerce center (the market) as well as a meeting place. Within the agora is the Temple of Hephaestus which is the temple that remains in the best shape of all the temples in Greece. It was really cool to see this temple that gives you a bit of an idea of what the Parthenon might have looked like in its original splendor. We also saw the Tower of the Winds, an octagonal building that at one time had a weathervane at the top. Each of the eight sides has a carving of a man, one of the winds. The North wind is depicted with heavy robes and a long beard while the South wind is a fair-haired young man with rosy cheeks and short hair.
At this point we were exhausted and starving so Thanos suggested the best place in Plaka for gyros. Gyros are not served like they are at home wrapped in pita and they are not traditionally made with lamb. Thanos suggested we get them with pork. He was right - they were one of the best three meals I've had on this Europe trip so far. I washed the pork, tzatziki, onion, tomato and pita down with some delicious Greek lemonade. It was extremely refreshing and gave me just enough strength to find a cute pair of Grecian sandals. It was a bit of a bummer that all the regular shops were closed (it's Sunday) since I was planning on spending the second half of the day shopping! Lame. Apparently the main shops close around 3pm on Saturdays and don't reopen until Monday. I guess I'm getting up early before our flight to the islands tomorrow!
We sat around the hotel for a bit before starting our stroll to Gazi, the more "up and coming" area of Athens out past Plaka. You take Ermou street until it ends past decrepit buildings covered in graffiti with sewage leaking into the street. I know it sounds awful. But at the end of Ermou you cross the street and suddenly you enter this hidden area of boutique restaurants and hip nightclubs. It reminded me a lot of Buenos Aires and Abott Kinney. Along the way we saw a little lab who had trained itself to cross the street on the light. The first time the dog crosses on "green" we thought it was a fluke but we stood there and watched him cross another street in the same way. Incredible!
It was a little ironic that we ended up at the Butcher Shop for dinner since my BF's little sister is a vegetarian, but they had plenty of options for her. We ordered flank steak, chicken shish and hamburger. My flank steak was perfectly seared and very tasty. The hamburger was a little overcooked and the tzatziki sauce as a little thick. The outdoor ambiance of the restaurant was magical with lines of little potted trees hung with streams of lights.
After dinner we taxied back. Getting out of the taxi an acrid smell seared the inside of my nose and my eyes felt like they were bleeding. My asthma was rocketing to the surface. I looked up to see a bunch of rioters staring back at me their mouths and noses covered by large, military gas masks. What the fuck?! The swarms of rioters gathered around us buoying us to the steps of our hotel. Moments ago we were discussing going out in Gazi but from the looks of the situation around us there was no way I was leaving the hotel.
Up on the sixth floor we looked out over the massive, angry sea of people crowding around the Parliament. Green lasers searched the walls of the hotels occasionally blinding us. My BF was especially bummed about not going on since our online research had told us that the Athens club scene is legendary. We decided instead to head up to the hotel bar, have a glass of wine, and watch the scene below.
Around the time that we had finished our glass of wine, I had a sudden surge of energy. Riding the wave, we ran downstairs to change and then headed to Gazi before the adrenaline rush died. Stepping outside of the hotel things looked a little calmer which was encouraging. We joined waves of young people dressed in cut-offs and sneakers wielding beer cans as we walked to Gazi. We spent the next few hours drinking and dancing. For a Sunday night it was pretty crowded but no one was dancing which was a little disappointing. Our favorite bars were Secret, Soho and Why Sleep? We grabbed a gyro from a stand on the street and headed back around 2am to ensure we'd be alive to make it to Santorini tomorrow. I was really glad we'd rallied so that we could get a taste of Athens at night.
Overall, I'm very impressed with Athens. Everyone told me it was an awful place that you had to suffer through in order to get to the islands so maybe I just had low expectations going in. Instead I found a lively city filled with friendly people and an amazing array of extremely comfortable sandals (I highly recommend buying sandals from the Athens Flea Market before going to the islands). I would definitely come back here. And with that I leave you looking forward to my posts about Santorini tomorrow.
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