santoBLUEirini

I remember a stifling heat. It was difficult to walk up the streets crowded with tourists. I was breathing slowly with the camera hanging around my neck and a bumping in my head. A blue-white realm, boundless, was lying in front of me... My friend wanted me to take a lot of pictures of her and she was pulling me all the time towards most sinuous places .. uff ... we had hardly moved among Russians and Italians, Poles and French to the souvenir shops .. just to hear the guide calling us back to the bus in order to proceed to another village. Water, water ... I was thirsty ... then I lost my friend in the crowd just to find her again buying small bargains for someone back home. We went to the beach where the sand is always black and I bathed all my frustrations collected during the day away .. sweet white wine... I drank and I fell asleep on the ferry on the way back ... It was a hot day .... I wish to come back to Santorini one more time but not in the middle of the summer and definitely for more than one day.