There’s worse places in the world to read a book, and worse company to read it with (wife would’ve been in picture, but she was taking it)
I wanted to point out some interesting behavior by one of my friends, Alex Bain. He has been twittering his wedding and his honeymoon. This is extreme lead-user behavior and it won’t be for everyone, but when I see the lead-users pushing things even this far, I know the service is a winner.
Our daily lunch in Crete consisted of a spread of cheeses and different kinds of hummus on really good, fresh pita. Yesterday we slipped in a beer and a piña colada, too.
The Blue Palace really went out of their way to make us feel special. This fresh-baked cake was waiting next to our bed when we returned from dinner last night.
It’s not just the food that makes these Greek dishes so tasty, it’s also the amazing olive oil and balsamic vinegar.
Caught a cocktail at one of the highest points on Santorini. We’re blown away by how beautiful the cliff-scape views are, and really glad we decided to go on a long walk, even though we didn’t know where we were going.
Lisa’s intro to Santorini, done in the style of Esther on Levy’s in London (via Vimeo)
Ate at the Vinsanto Restaurant & Lounge last night. It’s a converted 400 year old winery, and it’s got a pretty cool, mysteriously-dark-with-candles-and-spot-lighting ambiance.
Tried some Greek wine. We’re really falling in love with the unique varietals out here. This one was made from the Xinomavro grape, from the Ramnista vineyard. Had a slight citrus flavor, and was really complex for a light red. The restauranteur said he’d give us a bottle of the ‘98 if we came back again before our trip was over :-)
Lisa really threw herself into the private pool experience, literally and figuratively. You get the best view of the country-side from a few feet above the middle of the pool, too :-)
Goofing around at the docks. This area is largely unchanged in ~80 years. Also, there’s a pretty badass 120’ private yacht under my left hand.
We had planned on making a big deal of the sunset the next day, because most of the cafés and restaurants where we were didn’t face West, but then we found this one little spot, tucked around a corner, and happened to arrive right as a couple with the best table was leaving.
I told the owner he had a pretty good gig, and he said, “I don’t understand. You don’t have sunsets where you live?”
Also, the playlist at this café seemed to be assembled with irony in mind: while we were enjoying an unforgettable natural spectacle, on our honeymoon, in one of the most romantic places on Earth, the first three songs to come on were:
I couldn’t make this stuff up.