I’m Santorini dreaming, again…one of my biggest dreams is to visit Greece…Santorini (or the island of Thera), to be exact, and with the summer rapidly approaching, my incessant swooning has been revived. There is something so magical about the vast expanse of ocean surrounding a hillside of pristine white, sun bleached architectural wonder. I think I am fascinated with the place the same way I am drawn to deserts…although Santorini is obviously human-created, it almost has the same, clean, basic, “untouched” look as a desert does. Plus blue being my favorite, calming color and white maybe reminding me of my peaceful childhood days staring up at the pretty white walls and ceilings of Mission San Luis Obispo when my mom would bring me to church, might have something to do with it. I don’t know. But it’s a huge spot on my bucket list, as well as many other, more tropical areas around that side of the world (actually, all over the world…tropical areas perfectly fit the reason why I love deserts!).
It really wasn’t until last year when I discovered this beautiful place is actually a gigantuan dormant caldera, meaning one day (hopefully not for another bazillion years) this place will blow as it did about 3,500 years ago. I thought of COURSE one of my #1 bucket list items (next to Zermatt, Switzerland), has to be on top of a frikken VOLCANO…but something about it almost allures me a little more. Seismology fascinates me too, but the thought of something so amazing and pristine-looking rising from the ashes or sitting on top of a sleeping monster captivates my attention. So apart from just lounging around in an infinity-edge pool gazing out at the horizon, there’s plenty to explore historically around the area, which I remember learning on a travel show, that was made more apparent after the earthquake in 1956 which exposed hidden artifacts from the eras long past.
Of course, when thinking of any worldly venture such as this, it’s fun to fantasize about what I’d bring, and what I’d wear. My husband’s dad’s side of the family is Greek, so I’m already very partial to Grecian-inspired apparel and goodies. So, to motivate myself and dream about such lofty life goals, I pretended to have an unlimited budget and did some window shopping for some items I’d certainly wear while gazing out over the ocean from my beautiful white Santorini veranda while indulging on a brunch perched on top of a blue table and chairs, next to a planter full of vibrant magenta bougainvilleas….