people watching
... in Santorini.
sexy model
clever guy with funny hat
young girl with journal (and brother)
sexy model
clever guy with funny hat
young girl with journal (and brother)
posted by soap at
9:14 AM
Monday, July 04, 2005
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4 Comments:
Sexy ?!
Clever ?!
(ok, she's young...)
Not young exactly, but youthfully ironic. Would you believe I spent a whole weekend in Santorini and didn’t take a single picture of a dog or a cat? I’d say that’s progress -- if not maturity. And I had a very nice time. (Thanks for asking.) I stayed in a first-class villa, “centrally located” -- in a vineyard. It was peaceful and quiet, til all the Greeks showed up at 4 a.m. I went swimming at a beach with black sand, in water even blacker. And bluer. I watched the sun set in Oia and met lots of Americans. I bought a book, a bottle of Vinsanto, and a very small souvenir for a friend. The boat ride back was hellish, to say the least.
I saw a very well-groomed horse whose picture I did not take, but there ARE more pictures of that sexy model, if you want. The next one in the series I like to call “Takis tests the wind.”
Not young exactly, but youthfully ironic.
The best kind!
(Thanks for asking.)
I asked (three times).
I stayed in a first-class villa, “centrally located” -- in a vineyard.
So, in other words, no view...
I watched the sun set in Oia and met lots of Americans.
Sorry...
...but there ARE more pictures of that sexy model, if you want.
No thanks, but maybe his boyfriend would be interested...
The next one in the series I like to call “Takis tests the wind.”
And after that it's "Takis breaks wind"?
Your turn!
Santorini is a very small island. Beyond the vineyard and the fields (and the horse) was the sea, the same color as the sky. The caldera is the obvious beauty (and all those little stairs up and down are exhausting). Sometimes it pays to keep looking, to find beauty in things that others don't. I paid 25 euros a night for that first class room.
Americans were omnipresent, not only in Oia. The ones I met were very friendly. One of them let me touch his kitten.
Another gave me a piece of gum.
As for the model, his name was Dimitris, as a matter of fact. I personally would not want to hazard a guess about his sexual identity, but I do wonder what he was selling up there on that rooftop... in addition to our blog, I mean.
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