Fishing Boat Wanted

About two years ago, my best friend since high school got engaged while vacationing in Puerto Rico.

Then, as if THAT wasn't exciting enough, she and her fiancé decided to get married in Greece, where the groom is from, but not just Greece. Oh no! They decided to get married on Santorini...

So, you know that image you get of when you think of Greece?

Amazing sunsets. White-washed buildings with bright blue roofs. All of it set against an even brighter and bluer sea and sky... That's Santorini.

When they first told us about their wedding plans, Hubby and I were brand new parents at the time. I had just decided to quit my job and money was really tight but, we decided go anyway. In fact, we planned to spend an entire week in Greece with the wedding finishing off our vacation.

"Why not?" we thought, "Who knows when we'll be able to get back to Europe again..." HA! Okay, so we all know the punchline to that joke...

Incidentally, our week-long vacation had to be reduced to a weekend since Hubby couldn't take that much time off from his new job... which was fine, since I had a house to sell and a house to find.

Having made our flight and hotel arrangements well in advance, it took some doing to rearrange everything. That's a whole other post in itself, by the way...

The earliest we could leave London was Thursday night after Hubby got off work, which meant a 3 AM layover in Athens and arriving in Santorini at the crack of dawn.

We were crazy delirious and seriously sleep-deprived, but it was ALL worth it.

Santorini was even more breathtaking that I ever imagined. If my son wasn't waiting for me back home, I never would have come back.

As my postcards read:

We're trading in the station wagon for a fishing boat. We plan to spend the rest of our days sailing from island to island, eating whatever we catch along the way.

Please don't bother forwarding our mail. We just don't care anymore...

(To be continued...)