Fira, Thera, Thira, Phira

...or better Santorini. We're due here this morning. There are some amazing Cycladic and prehistoric ruins on this volcanic shell; also a party that seems to run 24/7/365 with a bunch of party animals who might want to watch it before they turn into ruins themselves.

Off Again

Boy, we take a lot of vacations. But give us this: at our age, there is no putting off to tomorrow--at our age this is tomorrow.

Anyway, we're off to the Mediterranean again, this time to Cyprus (where we've never visited), thence to Crete and Santorini, venue of our last footloose backpack trip--many years ago. And finally, to what may be my mostest favoritist city in the whole world, Rome. We'll be back at the end of the month. Till then, a few snippets, but mostly dark.