Santorini We were hoping to arrive in Santorini on a slow ferry during the day but due to high winds our mid-morning ferry was cancelled (which we didn’t realize until 1pm, we just thought it was two hours late). Luckily there was another boat going later, arriving at about 9:30pm (Greek ferry time = 10:45pm).
Month: June 2008
The Greek Islands – and Trying to Get A Scooter
Samos Our first impressions of Greece were coloured by the fact we arrived from Turkey on a Sunday. In Greece, well in Samos at least, everything is closed on Sunday. We also discovered that the next day was White Monday, a holiday. Turns out, everything is closed on holidays as well. We considered getting out …
Who wants a postcard?
If you’re eager to use your mailbox for something other than flyers, bills, and your returned ‘Get Well Soon’ cards addressed to Britney, we’d love to send you a postcard. No guarantee on the date of delivery or the country of origin; we’ll send it when we find the one with your name on it. …
Rental Cars, Pirates and Calcium
When we last left you, we were in Kas enjoying the warm Turkish sun with Carmen and Geoff (two of Allison’s friends). As a group of four we decided to rent a car to visit the near-by, and very highly recommended, Patara beach and Saklikent gorge. After running through the rental formalities, I was selected …
Why Us Canadians Don’t Hate Turkey: Istanbul & Göreme
When we got off the tram in Sultanahmet, Istanbul we knew we were going to like it! We had moved from Amman, Jordan, one of the armpits of the universe, to a beautiful albeit touristy European city in the matter of a few hours. Our friends, Carmen & Geoff had recommended a cute and well …
Why does Turkey hate Canada?
Well, we made it to Turkey. While we haven’t been here long enough to form any long-winded posts, I will say this: why does Turkey have a special hate-on for Canada? While in line at the airport to purchase visas, we learned that Canada is in a special ‘F you’ class all on its own …
Aqa-blah
While Jon did a hilarious job describing the hospitality of our hosts in Aqaba (where he got sick), my impression was a little different. From my perspective they were almost too friendly. While they had good intentions, every single time I stepped out of our room, at least four people would inquire as to Jon’s …