We arrived on The Flying Cat 4 from Irakio yesterday at the port. There we boarded a bus for about an hour ride into the town of Thira or Fira, all the same and part of the confusion about Greek names. Neither of those is actually the Greek spelling, so there is yet another name. From Thira, we got on the bus to Oia.
Closely following the directions from Old Oia Houses, we looked up at the church, followed the side street and the path until we came to the Square; then walked another 5 minutes with the sea to our left to the Lotza restaurant. It is there we got our key and followed a young man to our cave house. For the pirce of 90 euro, we have a cave house that only photos can describe. We have a veranda, tables, chairs, lounging chairs and a clothes line - oh, and the view - of the famous Caldera. Everyone has seen the photos of the white houses on the cliff above the gorgeous blue water - we are staying in one of those houses.
One climbs up steps, down steps, up more steps -- luckily we have a house higher than many others -the 9 steps down to our house are curved, no railing and it seems one could easily fall off the cliff. Lu,ckily, so far, I haven’t yet. A stroll through the small village is cobbled paths, up steps, down steps - the beauty of the place makes it worth all the trouble to get where you are going.
We have a fridge, juice, water, coffee and Mr. Coffee type pot to make coffee (my worse culinary skill. I can run an espresso machine, & even perfectly steam milk , otherwise my coffee can be scary), and we have butter, honey. The fresh bread is to had from Lotza - one must navigate up the 9 winding steps, through the gate, down the path, then up to the main path (more steps ) to get the bread. No doubt, calories do not count here.
This morning for 20 euros plus $5 for extra insurance we rented a 4-wheeler and explored the shore road with all of it’s beaches. Jim drove, I held on for dear life. No flat ground here, steep climbs and steep decent. Our helmets are here in the house with us, our 4-wheeler is parked up in the parking lot. We do not have to return it until morning. Not that we are going anywhere else, well Jim might, but I’m not having another bad hair day compliments of the helmet. The one grand thing about the 4-wheeler is that it took us all the way down the cliff to a little area called Amoundi, where we had a wonderful fresh fish grilled right there on the edge of the water. I went in with the waiter to pick out the fish, he weighed it, told me how much lunch would cost and then gave it to the man behind the counter to clean. Then it was brought outside to the cook (a guy in t-shirt and jeans) who grilled it. It was presented cut in half and was really terrific. Of course, there are pictures!! While we sitting there we saw other fish being brought fresh to the restaurants.
While we were eating, clouds came in, it became extremely windy. Wind has died down, sun is peeking out. We are unsure at this point whether we will experience one of the famous Oia sunsets or not. Last night’s wasn’t breakthing taking either--but we did see it.
Since we had such a great lunch (at around 3-4 pm), we are thinking we will just do the Greek routine of wine and snacks in a little while (it’s 7pm) and perhaps go out later for dessert, coffee and an ouzo.