In 1650 what was once a closed ring of land suffered a huge earthquake and repairs were made, then fifty years later a huge volcanic eruption like the world has never known before or since, broke the ring into five separate islands. The volcanic ash is still good for fertilizing the land. Santorini is fortunate to have underground water, but only for use to wash, grow fruits and vegetables, but it is not drinkable. All inhabitants of the island drink bottled water. I thought that was very interesting as water, and not a drop to drink surround them.
Our ship docked out at sea and we had to be tendered into the port, once in port you make your way to the funicular, a donkey or your own two feet for a ride or a walk up the mountain to the city of Santorini perched high on top of the mountain. How lovely to be transported into such sights you only think are in travel magazines, not real places. This place is real. After we explored Santorini, which is tough walking on rocks jammed into cement and steps going up and down, and down and up some more. The walk ended and we hopped a bus for Oia a most magnificent town as well. After more horrendous, ups and downs and tourists you find yourself coming to more magazine sights. I enjoyed my own two feet and a great big thank you to the people who told us the night before our journey to wear strong shoes.
Later in the afternoon we were treated to a little winery trip and discovered a raisin wine. Oh, so good.
I must say all the sights and sounds of Santorini are glorious as you will see, and my wish for all of you is that you have been here or someday will visit.