Day one - Santorini. Aegean Sea - will live closly with us in the next few days. We have to Jump in!
We: Can we jump there?
The restaurant owver: Oh, yes you can. But many tourists pass away... you must be very careful.
We: ... (maybe we should jump from that peir...)
Besides of jump into Aegean Sea, also was forced to pose like playboy girl with awkward posture...
Day 2, in Santorini. "Meditating" with suntan lotion, book, cool beer...in my cozy, confortable balcony. Watching visiters pass by.
Or haunt.
Or nightshoot.
Day 3. in Fira. Man either tempt to bullshitting or sitting on weird chair.
"beware of dog"? I had a company instead which suddenly bumped into - while I was reading and began wondering that maybe I was not that strong enough to travel alone, feeling this one-man trip was a bit over to me, hoping to have a company - walking with me all along...
till the sunset - lost in translation.
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