The sunrise in Santorini was so pretty, Pokin and Julia made everyone come back out for it. It was still scenic. While I grumbled at getting up I was happy to see the views.
Our flight to Athens wasn’t until 3pm, so Pokin wanted to hit up one more spot, which was the fishing village of Amoudi. Nowadays it’s mostly seafood restaurants, but this used to be the dock where supplies and trade landed. There’s a steep uneven flight of stairs connecting the two and that’s what we explored. Little did Pokin realize this still an active mule route and she was incredibly grossed out going down it.
Down we went to the village, past the village to the jumping rock where, in the right times of the year my bud could have gone cliff diving. Today we were in a hurry though and it was too cold for it. So we took a look, turned around, booked up back up the 250 steps.
Time to get ready for our transfer to the airport. First some ice cream.
We’ve been reminded every step of the way that most people in Oia survive off two jobs, and our driver was no exception. Along the way he told us he used to race cars, and is now a transport driver during tourist season and a construction worker in the off season. We learned a bit more about Greek culture before heading to the airport and heading to Athens. It was interesting to have to cross customs in Santorini again despite staying in the country.
On arrival in Athens we were picked up by a driver, and transported to The Dolli. My own seat this time!
The Dolli is a newly renovated hotel that actually opened at the beginning of the year. It used to be a private mansion, before being converted into a department store before becoming its current incarnation. It’s a small boutique hotel with only 46 rooms and permanent apartments. The main claim to fame is the rooftop pool deck with a view of the Acropolis.
The check in process was actually pretty nice. Instead of waiting in line, we were seated at any of a number of couches, and we were brought a welcome tray with 3 varieties of drinks and a platter of treats. I was hungry so I ate most of them before we were escorted to our rooms.
The rooms were opulent, though we weren’t baller enough to get a room with any great view, so we mostly kept the curtains shut as I was reminded the next building over is close.
My bud was starting to get sick so we just took it easy for the rest of the night, though Pokin did want to try some greek food. Just like in Oia, concierge only had one recommendation. Dophios. Again, apparently a great recommendation because they ended up wtih some of my bud’s and Pokin’s favourite dishes. After dinner we went back up to check the views.
The next morning my bud was definitely sick. He barely enjoyed the breakfast or the view.
And so for the second time this trip we went to look for a doctor. We found Dr. Alex Christopoulos, sent him a Whatsapp, and within 10 minutes of Pokin messaging, we had an appointment for my bud scheduled for 1pm. We grabbed breakfast and shortly after, headed off to see Dr. Christopoulos.
Lucky for me, I’ve been a pretty health bear and haven’t needed to see a doctor, but what I’ve witnessed of the US medical system hasn’t been that ground. Sounds like my bud and Pokin thought their Greece experience was pretty great. Dr. Christopoulos saw them pretty quickly, took an hour of time with them, took the time to find a pharmacy open on a sunday, and the whole visit cost 70 euros.
My bud got loaded up with drugs and it was back to the hotel.
At first my bud was just going to rest for the rest of the day, but Pokin had booked a private tour of the Acropolis and really wanted my bud to see at least a little of it.
A little of it turned out to be all of it and we walked around with our guide, Sotirios, who gave us stories behind Acropolis and the Parthenon. Too bad my bud was sick. He couldn’t ask the questions he would normally. But we’re all glad we went.
And with that, we wrapped our Greece trip. I hope my bud makes it on the flight ok given how congested he is now!