Meandering through Santorini

We woke up to WARM weather and an unusual amount of activity in the quiet church we share a wall with on this hilltop in Imerovigli. Apparently it was carpet washing day. All that you see here were hand scrubbed by two very industrious women. I wanted to ask if they'd consider Boston, but was told permits would be involved. Much too complicated for this vacation oriented mind. 

So off we went for a day of exploring, grateful that our friends had ignored our recommendation that a car wasn't necessary. 

Ancient Thira is near the southern coast of the island, away from the large natural harbour Santorini is known for.  Inhabited from the 9th century BC - 726 AD, the city is perched 1,181-feet above sea level in the Mesavouno Mountains. We arrived via a sharp narrow stone switchback road, although others, god bless them hike up.  Large for its time at 2,624-feet by 13-feet, it was built completely of local limestone. For those with a more spiritual bent, there are pilgrimage connected paths down to Pirgos or Perissa.  Note Craig - the site closes at 2:30, so if your inclined to make the hike, leave LOTS of time. 

Kamira Beach stretches for what looks like miles, looking slightly northeast from Thira. The beach is made of well worn black lava pebbles, which help to heat the water, making it one of the most popular beaches on the island. Thatched umbrellas, lounges, a pedestrian road filled with restaurants and car-easy access doesn't hurt either. We ate at Prince and would go back there in a second.

Wineries are abundant, offering everything from guided tours to animation filled museums. We went the more traditional route. Canava Rousos was established in the mid-1800's and is considered to be the oldest on Santorini. There are only about 4 types of grapes grown on the island, but the variety of flavors range from light white minerals, to flavorful rose, a very lovely drinkable red and then a range of ever increasing sweet varieties. The round nest like way of growing the vines is specific to the island, protecting the vines from the wind and assisting irrigation by more readily capturing morning mist and allowing more contact with the ground. 

We were tempted by Canava Rousos restaurant, that was unfortunately closed for lunch. However, they were delightful hosts and the setting charming. Joe and Karen are the true wine drinkers among us and have other vineyards they'd recommend. We are perfectly willing to tag along. 

Finally back home to Estelle Villa, our hilltop home in Imerovigli.  We relax, change, appreciate the cooling temperatures and are off to nearby Oia, high above the inner coast on the northern tip, for a terrific dinner at Ambrosia. Although filled with vacationers, like ourselves, this pedestrian only town is a delight, so why not?