Santorini - Greek Islands
Arriving at the island of Santorini, one of the most famous of the Greek archipelago, is like unfolding a deserving love letter. Everything you are about to embark upon will be sweet. Gazing at the pictures I took below, exudes me with all the alternating sensuality, earthiness, chaos, innocence and decadence on one tiny land. I must return here one day when I’m in love.
As a shy archeology enthusiast, I am always grateful to see cherished finds unchanged. The Akrotiri excavations is a haven for history lovers. Here, I saw the first evidence of boxing. Where Greeks would wear only one glove. As the ungloved hand was kept purely for defense. I walked through the areas where women kept large floor standing jars of olive oil, not for cooking, but for beauty enrichment. For her face and body, a woman can never have too much of this oil. The settlement was destroyed in the Theran eruption about 1627 BC and buried in volcanic ash. Excavation dates began in 1967. It was after a visit to this site, I really fell in love with the island.
Santorini in its multilayered immutability has the ability to stun and be reassuring at the same time. For the sake of the donkeys who are the slaves of the islands, please do not ride them. Take the sky lift or walk down the stairs instead.
On a day venturing out of tourist's joints and into the local neighborhoods, I glimpse over roads of homeless dogs. I found one being mistreated and made sure to do a small little rescue at a bus stop where I could feed her, give water and then watch her walk away with a full belly.
This island is purely for lovers. Lovers of history, lovers in love and those in love with life itself. The Aegean Sea does not disappoint.
Photos by @OysterWilds