Friday, September 24, 2010

Milos is for [beach] lovers

Milos... oh Milos... how I adore thee. How I daydream about being back with you... riding on the back of a scooter, death grip around my husband's waist... your awe inspiring and diverse beaches... your white "moon rock" and black volcanic rock and red I-don't-know-what rock... your tourism that is just enough and very relaxed... your lovely people... your aqua and cerulean waters. Oh Milos, we shall meet again... yes, most definitely, we shall.

If Heaven is what you want it to be, I want mine to be Milos. You shall see why momentarily... the place is gorgeous. We spent three wonderful days in Milos, and that was definitely a very good decision, considering that's the longest we were anywhere. Honestly, if/when we go back to Greece, I would not go to Milos for any less than 5-7 days next time. We really wanted to find an island that had just enough tourism that we could communicate with the locals but not so much that it was commercial, and that is definitely what we found there.

We arrived shortly after 10am and found a cab to our "hotel" in the small village of Pollonia (why do all male cab drivers in Greece have horrible BO?). Once we arrived, we were greeted by our lovely hostess, Stavroula, who immediately fed us breakfast and got us up and running to explore the island. We chose to rent a moto (scooter) because it was economical and there isn't much traffic on the island. I'm not going to lie... I was a bit frightened at first because of the twists and turns and drop-offs down to my death, but I was well taken care of by my scooter-driving husband (he had one in college).

That day we went to Sarakiniko, which is famous for its "moon rock", had lunch in Plaka and the explored some cool cliffs and coves on our way back to Pollonia. (Side note: I'm probably going to do a post dedicated to food, because I took several pictures.) We swam a bit at Sarakiniko then laid out on our towels on the rocks and fell asleep. I cannot even tell you how nice that was after getting almost no sleep flying out and then having to wake up so early the first morning so we could catch the ferry. There really isn't much better than napping near the sea.

The next day, Matt went out and found us some snorkeling gear, so we spent the morning snorkeling right outside our studios. We then went to get lunch in Pollonia and had our first frappe and then set out on the scooter to explore more beaches. We went to the port (Adamas) to get post cards and then headed south to Firaplaka and spent some time laying out and swimming. We stopped by another beach on our way back, but it wasn't too impressive so we didn't stick around. We drove all the way back to Pollonia only to find out that if we wanted to do a boat tour the next day, Matt needed to head back to Adamas to book it, so he did that and I showered and walked around snapping some photos. When he got back, we went and saw the sunset and saw a bridal party walking to the church. It was an American girl who studied abroad in Greece and ended up falling in love and staying there, so it was cool to run into a few Americans, though we were glad there weren't too many. :) It was like our little secret island.

The last day was the boat tour from Adamas around the western and southwestern part of the island to Kleftiko and then back to Adamas via the western coast of the east peninsula (Milos is shaped somewhat like an upsidedown horseshoe). The landscapes and rock formations on this island are just spectacular. Words don't do it justice, so I'll just let you see for yourselves (and, I have many more pictures if you're interested for any reason... just leave me a comment and I'll e-mail them to you). Our boat tour was awesome... we had 8 (older) Italianos, 5 Greeks, 1 Frenchie and us. The Italians were hilarious, and one of the Greek girls, Mika, spoke Italian and English pretty fluently so she was a help in translating, and she also answered a lot of my questions about the Greek language and culture. Besides loving every minute of being out on the boat and snorkeling, holy cow did they feed us. First coffees; then a snack consisting of "croutons", tomatoes, cheese, olives, sliced meat and cheese, and wine and ouzo; then lunch of shrimp pasta with wine and ouzo and then donuts. Seriously, it was ridiculous... and delicious.

Each night we had beers overlooking the water at our "hotel" and then went to dinner at a different taverna in Pollonia. They were all good. We truly enjoyed all of our vacation, but I know we both agree that this was the best.

Sarakiniko




Matt swimming in the lagoon at Sarakiniko



Cool dude(tte).

Adamas from the road to Plaka



Kapros Beach

The 3-ft wide ledge we had to climb down to get to Kapros... slow and steady wins the race!

The late day sun near our "hotel"

Frappe!

Firaplaka Beach

Matt wading in the Aegean near a large rock



GOATS!

Pretty flowers at our "hotel" - Apollon Rooms

Pollonia harbor


Our view

Pollonia sunset


Boat tour scenery


First snorkeling stop



The water near the entrance to the caves took on this amazing bright blue color

Kapitan!



Getting close to Kleftiko...




Kleftiko - amazing!






Traditional fishing village... so freakin' cute!





Pulling into port - Adamas


Thursday, September 16, 2010

Athens in a Day

This will likely be the shortest of the trip installments for the ol' bloggity-blog, as we were only in Athens for a whopping 21 hours.

We left Atlanta at 4:30 pm on a 2-3-2 plane. (I do not identify planes by their make and model... I can't keep the 7__7's straight or tell a Boeing from an Airbus, so I just use the "how many seats are in each row from left to right" method.) Matt and I cozied in to our 2 seats on the right side of the plane, he at the aisle and I at the window. There was no fight for armrest supremacy, since after two years of marriage, we have (thankfully) learned how to share. The flight was uneventful with poor movie selection (we were not fortunate enough to snag a plane with TV's in the head rests). We snoozed as much as possible, which wasn't much, and arrived in Athens around 10:30am their time. Made it through Customs in record time, checked into the Hilton Athens and were off to explore.

We walked from our hotel through the Plaka (once we found it). On the way there, we passed by the site of the first modern Olympics games held in 1896. Let's just say that the stadium was just a wee bit smaller than what is needed today. We had lunch at a horrible gyro place in the Plaka and made our way up to the Acropolis... no easy feat. We had a map, and we are both typically good with maps, but holy hell the Plaka is one confusing, winding, dead-end road neighborhood. After climbing some mystery stairs and a hill, we were finally where we needed to be.

I couldn't help but think back to my Humanities classes in 12th grade and all that we learned about ancient Greek art and architecture. Unfortunately, that was 10 years ago, and I couldn't really remember much. But, I do know I learned it at one time, and I did remember something about Ionic columns. Since I knew Matt had no idea about any of that stuff, I spouted off some things that made me sound smart and I have absolutely no idea if any of it was correct. What he doesn't know won't hurt him. But, it was awesome to be climbing up this hill to see ruins of things that were built 2500 years ago.

The first thing we saw was the Theater of Herod Atticus. It was there that we ran into a nice, young American couple from Miami, and since it was a good backdrop for pictures, we asked them to exchange photo ops. We took their photo, and then we had a big surprise planned for ours. The UF alumni magazine publishes photos of Gators' travels all over the world, either wearing Gator gear or holding a flag or something. So, I brought our Gator flag in my purse and we whipped it out for a few pictures. BIG no-no, folks. This is apparently frowned upon by the powers that be at the Acropolis. So, they confiscated our flag (we were able to pick it up on the way out) and made us delete the photos from our camera. We used our little point and shoot, and although I am 100% positive it went back into my purse, that is actually the last time I remember seeing it. No idea what happened to it... I'm almost fully unpacked and still can't find it. Thankfully, it had no pictures on it and was pretty old anyway, so I guess I'll just have to suck it up and get a new one.

So, after the flag fiasco, we headed further up hill to the Parthenon, Erectheum, and Propylae. This provided a great view of Athens, and I enjoyed marveling at how civilizations were able to construct these amazing monuments without modern equipment. The skill and craftsmanship is just awe inspiring to me. We got our fill of the top of the Acropolis and decided to head back down, fetch our flag (which never made another appearance on our trip) and check out the Theater of Dionysus and Temple of Zeus.

After several hours of walking in the warm sun on little sleep, we were ready to head back to the hotel for a swim and dinner at Milos Estiatoria. The swim was refreshing and the food was delicious. We snapped a few photos of the Acropolis all lit up at night... unfortunately, my nighttime photography leaves much to be desired. Then, it was off to bed for an early morning ferry to Milos! To be continued...

Acropolis from our hotel balcony

Theater of Herod Atticus

Erechtheum

Model pose in front of the Parthenon... take that, Gisele!



Lycabettus Hill




Propylae


Theater of Dionysus


Temple of Zeus





Athens at sunset




Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Honey, I'm home!

To tide you over until I get around to the "real" pictures, here are some I shot on my iPhone.

View from 15 feet outside of our room in Milos.


Kleftiko

Kleftiko

Milos sunset

Milos sunset

View from our hotel in Oia (Santorini)


Breakfast... I could eat like this every day for the rest of my life and it wouldn't get old.

View from Santorini lighthouse (that's Matt down there)

Oia sunset

I downloaded the 800 pictures from my camera to the computer this morning before work, but I didn't have time to do anything else with them. So, to be short and sweet for now... the trip was amazing. But, we were ready to get home, which turned out not to go as planned. Needless to say, Delta will be receiving a strongly worded letter today, as soon as I can find time to compose it. We ended up getting home Sunday instead of Saturday, so we took yesterday off. It was also our 2 year wedding anniversary, so it was nice to spend it together, even if that meant laundry, catching up on DVR, a little CrossFit action for moi, a classy dinner at Nuevo Laredo, and in bed by 9.

I feel like we've been married for longer than two years... not in a bad way, I just don't feel like I remember anything else but us being us. I love Matt more today than the day we married, and I feel so lucky and blessed to have found someone who complements me so well (and, I think vice versa). Even when we bicker (which is usually him pushing my buttons... he knows me so well), there is nothing I would change about him or us. Sometimes I'll see other couples' relationships and think, oh such-and-such would be nice or whatever, but truthfully, we have it good, and we grow closer, learn more about the other and how to love each other every day. I can't imagine being with anyone else!!!! Love you, babe.

P.S. This trip is probably going to take 4 or 5 blog posts to get through, so bare with me! :)