Dana and I rode up donkeys/horses up the mountain to Santorini. My donkey would just stop walking in the middle of the road. Dana's horse would start running. She hated it. Then she blamed me for making her do it. That's her in the blue shirt and white pants, sliding of the horse.
Do you see those switchbacks? That is what my donkey went up.
This is the village of Oia. It looks just like what you would think Greece would look like. I was in shock about how beautiful it was. I loved it. I want to go back. Next time I will take Matt.
This is tzakiki sauce. I dipped my bread in it. I love Greek food. The onions were so good, they were marinated, so yummy.
Dana and I on the way back to the ship. She hates this picture. It's one of the few I got. This was the best.
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