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Yesterday was just exhausting, and today was similarly exhausting but in a different way. Yesterday morning, Kristen and I said goodbye to Santorini and all of the fantastic views, memories, and food we enjoyed while there. We took a flight – which got delayed – to Athens, Greece, where we stayed for five hours before
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We had the most relaxing day, but we sweat like dogs. Our tentative schedule for today consisted of revisiting the antique shop in which we found the icons, surveying all of the local blue-domed churches in the area, and broadening our Greek cuisine options. Last night I had planned on doing a short-length run through
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“Wow, just wow. I have no words.” Such was our reaction as Kristen and I ascended the mountainous, rocky slope on our way to Oia (Ee-yah). As our Uber driver Christos (“Christ” in Greek) drove us up towards Oia, we looked to the left of the car down the hundreds of feet of beautiful white,
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Today marked Kristen’s and my first full day in Kamari, Santorini. As I wrote yesterday, today was a recuperative day where we swam, ate, and rested. Other than the daily rundown, there is not much to report other than to say that our Greek breakfast this morning was possibly the best meal I had ever
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Kristen and I flew to Santorini, Greece today by British Airways. We checked in to our Airbnb/hotel in Santorini after a fun Uber drive from the airport – the driver could hardly speak English and played Greek trap music the entire time. We decided to spend the end of our relatively smooth day by walking
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Today Kristen and I strolled half an hour from our Airbnb over to a coffee house near the nearby train station. We began the day by – similar to yesterday – sipping, murmuring to each other our excitements for the day, and reading. My journal entry: “What a legendary day yesterday was! And how legendary
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My wife Kristen and I are on an eleven day Europe trip across London, Santorini, and Rome. Today marked our first full day in London, and we jam packed it full of everything our capacities allowed. My journal entry this morning: “Sitting in an Italian cafe right by the Thames, before heading over to the
