Can you believe that view?! It’s about 3 months too late, but I’m thrilled to share about the last leg of Eurotravanganza summer trip to England and Greece at last! Our high speed ferry from Crete on the the Hellenic Seaways, picked us up from Heraklion on Crete
Since the boat left early in the morning, I dozed while Walker took photos of the view.
But as we rushed nearer, we saw white blocks of houses and blue pools set high on the cliffs like Legos.
We arrived on the southwest side of the moony island (like a backwards C), and the zig-zag ascent up the side of the mountain only made me hold onto my armrest once or twice.
But I get ahead of myself. We drove up the cliffs to the plateau, where we went North through the main city of Fira (sometimes written Thira), through Imerovigli and on to our destination for the next 4 nights: Oia (pronounced “EE-uh”). Far and away, the welcome of the worn, white buildings was surpassed only by the hospitality of the islanders. We were met by Margarita and Kostas, our hosts at the Villa Katikies where we stayed, who gave us cool honey drinks and led us on a tour of the property.
Don’t look dooowwwn! This was the view from the edge of the pool.
This stay was a highlight of the trip not only for the private balconies, but the hours Margarita spent planning out our days and meals with us. She helped us book our favorite day of the trip–a sail that I’ll share in another post, and a fantastic wine tour. Each evening, we listed out what we’d like for breakfast: cheese plates, omelets, pastries, bacon, thick yogurt—and each morning we would wake to breakfast on our private deck with the most intense cobalt waters below. Far below.
In the afternoons, we walked for gelato at Lolita’s (I had pink peppercorn and rose petal!), or to shop around. Pink and purple flowers and blue doors stand bright against the calcium-rubbed walls.
At night, the island twinkled and the peace of the sea below held up the islands’ buoyant lights even brighter.
Just a few quick details about our stay in Oia!
Villa Katikies is part of a 5-hotel group, giving us the incredible luxury of services and meals at other properties.
Seltz (at Katikies) served sushi and salads that looked like paintings.
Mikrasia was our favorite of all the meals we had on Santorini, also in Katikies. They served traditional Byzantine cuisine that had a touch of what we’d consider Middle Eastern food with the Greek faves and octopus. I had a local chicken meatball soup. This was the view!
I also had a massage at the Kirini hotel, a perk of being a sister hotel, which was delightful and I smelled like frangipani all day.
In the next few posts, I’ll share about a few more stops on Santorini–Amoudi Bay and Imerovigli–and our favorite day of the entire trip sailing that crazy blue water.
Kalinychta (good night)!