We saw these three icons between the ferry and town!
We walked along a path by the cliff.
Photos do no justice to the azure Aegean. The ferry stopped at a few islands on the way to Santorini, including Paros, where I stayed for a couple of weeks 30 years ago.
Santorini’s towns cling to its cliffs.
The forest tracks around the village
led us past wildflowers, brooks and a tortoise
to monasteries and ancient cave hermitages set high in the cliff faces, accessible only by ladders lashed together.
We walked between several inhabited monasteries perched on peaks,
filled with treasures.
This small village sits at the base of Meteora,
and has forests, mountain views and tavernas to enjoy.
The view at the start of the post is from our balcony above a taverna.
We heard a rousing rendition of Internationale at the march.
The police did not show interest in this traffic violation.
The guards changed unperturbed by the commotion.
Athenians pick flowers on the first of May and braid them into wreaths.