The saying goes weathers nice wish you were here, but quite frankly we are enjoying ourselves so much we have thought of nothing but food, drink and each other.
It has been a fantastic few days so far, 24degrees, sunshine and fantastic relaxation. Today we took the scarey bus from Oia to Thira to womble round there and take the cable car to the old port, a very nice day indeed.
Tomorrow we are contemplating hiring a quad bike, ahhh scarey stuff on Greek roads indeed.
Food has generally been very nice, however Oia has certainly increased it’s prices, £7.50 for a bottle of beer and £23 for a bottle of wine in some places, rising to £35. OUCH!!!! Ah the Euro and tourism. Americans are now here in their droves on holiday (it is so funny to watch).
So we have 3 days left until we fly home and then it is the long slog to Christmas, but at least we can introduce Spike to his new home next week.
Off for more food and drink now.
Well we made it after arriving at checkin 1hr 40 mins too early (much to the annoyance of the checkin staff), a dodgy breaky at Frankie and Bennies and a terribly tiny seating layout on the plane. But then we did have a bottle of the fizzy water so all was well.
Oh yes Santorini here we comes. Me and the Mrs will be jetting off very shortly on a short. Luggage packed, check, moved house (again), check, been to Ireland, check. Then we is all set.
Well hello all.
And there you have it, 2 years to the day since Mrs Fogg and I moved into the little ole chestnut, we are leaving this quiet village.
Well the weekend is over, and Mrs Fogg and I have had a really nice relaxing break visiting the folks in Ireland. Any visit to Ireland would not be complete without a few Guinness and copious amounts of booze.
Well Mrs Foggy and me decided to take a short break over to see the folks in oirland. It has been a long few weeks and the next couple will be even more hectic, moving house, lots of work and then a wonderful break in Santorini.
Well a wonderful summers eve on August and it looks like one of the last ones here at ole Chestnut Cottage. Fingers crossed we will be moving more rural (well providing the estate agents and lanlords can sort their acts out.
Yup another sat night and a bottle of Poo and Vino, woo hoo. Mrs Fogg worked until 11pm last night and 6 hours today, boo hoo. So we had a glass or so of our fave tipple tonight with home cooked steak.