The Black Sea

Silly me, I thought the Black Sea would be, you know, black.  Clearly, it’s not.  Its waters are crystal clear and warm, with low salinity to boot!

I knew the Black Sea coast wouldn’t even compare to the glittering Mediterranean coast, but I couldn’t travel through Bulgaria without experiencing the locals’ favorite summer destination.  After all, a part of why I travel is to see how other people live.

I read that the north coast was littered with uncreative beach resorts that offered little to the independent traveller, while on the other hand the southern coast was more beautiful.  Well, that made our destination easy to pick: Sozopol and Nessebar!

Who knew that the long drive between Plovdiv and Sozopol would boast hundreds of kilometers of sunflowers?  We had never seen such an endless landscape of sunflowers; the flat, rural landscape glowed with bright yellow.IMG_4050

Our first quick destination outside of Sozopol was the kitschy Ravadinovo Castle. Construction on this dramatic castle began in 1996 and still hasn’t been completed!  While its exterior was dramatic, the interior was still off-limits to visitors.  Due to its lack of historical significance and its clear aim of being a “Disney”-like tourist attraction, we didn’t bother paying the 10 lev  each ($5.65) and enjoyed it from the exterior instead.

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After our brief castle visit we continued to Sozopol.  Fortunately it was a Friday afternoon and there was still plenty of free parking in the lot across from the Santa Marina Holiday Village, just 1.5 km from the heart of Sozopol.  In town, we walked along the beach and the old city walls:IMG_4063IMG_4066

It’s worth grabbing a drink and snack along one of the numerous restaurants with a sea view.  Prices aren’t too crazy by European beach resort standards (19 lev or $10.75 for a beer, a pot of tea, and a slice of cake).IMG_4070

But better yet, instead of eating dinner at the “pricier” restaurants above the old city walls, we walked over to Sozopol’s larger beach away from the old city walls and dined at Veranda, a slightly hidden restaurant that didn’t employ people to hustle diners to come in.  It even had a gorgeous sea view.  We loved both our pasta dishes (my seafood pasta had an abundance of mussels!), and both plates were between $5-$7!  Delicious food, great service, beach view, incredible prices.  Thanks Bulgaria.IMG_4072

Unfortunately finding a beach to wild camp near Sozopol was near impossible; the coastal stretch of the Black Sea is relatively short compared to the size of the whole country, making every patch of sand a popular, busy beach.  Croatia and Greece had spoiled us with its remote coastline and wild camp-worthy villages.  Not so much in Bulgaria.  We found a relatively quiet beach lot in the evening in the nearby town of Chernomorets, but for the first time in 5 months of road tripping, we awoke to the abrasive knocking on our windows at 7am, signaling our time to go.  Oh well.

Next stop: Nessebar, a historic and resort town with a medieval “city” that spans over 3,000 years.  Its surplus of historic buildings within such a tiny peninsula has given it a somewhat negative spotlight–it was the first town I visited in Bulgaria that had been clearly overrun with tourism and too many shops selling the same souvenir junk.  We were lucky to find street parking outside of the old city on residential streets; anywhere nearer would have been a nightmare.  I can’t say that Nessebar is worth making a long haul for, but we were in the area so it didn’t hurt to drop by.IMG_4073IMG_4075

There were about 7 historic ruins, none of which we entered because there was a small fee for each of them.

We didn’t have to stay very long before we got tired of the crowds, hopped back in our motorhome, and headed west.  I realized then and there that we had reached the most easternmost point in our trip–the Black Sea coast.  It was only westward from then on.

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Sofia & Plovdiv

I find the major, capital cities of Europe (Paris, Rome, Madrid, Athens to name a few) to be chaotic and poisoned with large tour groups, but I had a slight feeling that Sofia and Plovdiv would be different.  I was right.  We loved Bulgaria’s largest, capital city of Sofia. The second largest city of Plovdiv wasn’t so bad either.

Slovenia’s capital Ljubljana was adorable and quaint, but lacked the “big city life” feel. Due to drab reviews, we passed on Croatia’s capital Zagreb.  Montenegro’s capital Podgorica was simply depressing, playing on the stereotype of the gray and sterile post-Communist era of Eastern Europe.  Albania’s capital Tirana was a step up from Podgorica, but aside from the amazingly cheap prices we still sensed an aura of darkness. Bulgaria’s capital Sofia was none of that.

Like the more famous Western European capitals, “big city life” thrives in Sofia. Countless modern and trendy restaurants, ice cream shops, boutique shops, bars, cafes, and malls line the streets, but literally at half the cost of everything else in Western Europe.  When I stumbled upon a boutique cupcake shop, I was surprised that each cupcake was only 2.70, but then I remembered the price was in Bulgarian lev, which meant it was actually half that–€1.35. Sofia was full of friendly people.  It was modern.  Chic.  Clean.  Of high European standard and quality.  But with Southeast Asian prices.

Just as how the Eiffel Tower draws tourists all over the world to Paris, the cake-like Alexander Cathedral drew me to Sofia.  I had seen its grandiose scale and design in photos, and I knew seeing it up close in person would wow me to no end.  They even rolled out the red carpet for us upon our arrival:IMG_4011

Just kidding.  We arrived just as a major event with the Israeli prime minister concluded. This meant the entire cathedral, inside and out, were completely empty.  Even after all the important people packed up and left, there were no tour buses, no tour groups, no flag-waving leaders, and no selfie sticks.  We were able to enjoy a monumental site the way they should be enjoyed–without shoving crowds, noise, touts, and scammers.IMG_4024IMG_20160707_104421

In addition to the Alexander Cathedral, we walked by other historic buildings of significance in Sofia.  These included:

The Ivan Vazov National Theater:IMG_4001

St. Nicholas the Miracle-Maker, a Russian Orthodox church:IMG_4009

Like in Athens, we even stumbled across recently excavated ruins that were discovered upon construction of a subway system (with the Banya Bashi Mosque in the distance):IMG_3995

We could have easily stayed in Sofia for a while to soak in the wonderful restaurant and cafe culture, but we were on a schedule and continued our journey east toward the Black Sea.  But first, a stop in Plovdiv.

Like modern Sofia, Plovdiv also had a lively cafe and restaurant scene.  Lively, outdoor cafes, trendy music drifting from bars, you get the idea.  Even as Bulgaria’s 2nd largest city, the population is still quite small by big city standards: over 300k within the city and about 500k within the urban area.  This gave the modern and historic city a quaint feel to it.  To my delightful surprise the city even hosted “Singing Fountains,” a water and music show that I’ve only seen in the huge cities of Las Vegas, Dubai, and Lima.  We only enjoyed the water show briefly, as mosquitos there ate us alive.IMG_20160707_214636

Plovdiv is mostly known as “The City of Seven Hills.”  This picture was taken from the Nebet Tepe Hill in the old city.IMG_4039

The city’s main attractions include an old city with narrow, cobblestone walkways.  It was tiny; it didn’t take long to walk through it all.  By this point, I had already seen too many quaint, narrow, cobblestone walkways within old cities, but the buildings here carried a Eastern European charm.IMG_4036

And more well known are the ancient Roman ruins, with the most notable being the Roman theater and odeon.  Much has been renovated, as it hosts live performances and shows today.  There was a fee to enter, so I viewed the theater just fine from outside.IMG_4043

I should also mention that every Bulgarian we interacted with showed extreme kindness, whether or not they spoke English.  We even stopped by a small auto shop in Plovdiv when one of our headlights fell off, and they happily fixed it.  When we asked to pay, the men simply smiled, waved, and said, “Ciao!” Even after we insisted to hand over cash, they continued to smile and gestured we were done there.  Amazing.  In contrast, Moroccan citizens kept running up to us to give us useless advice just for the opportunity to demand a measly “tip.” Psh.IMG_20160708_110145

Generally speaking, I found Bulgaria’s cities to be bangin’. There were enough historical sites mixed in with the modern day fare to captivate both locals and tourists.  Best of all, nothing was fabricated for tourists, and the people were incredibly kind.  It was about as authentic as a European city should be.

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Rila – Our Intro to Bulgaria

Rila meant a few things for us:

  1. Our first day in Bulgaria
  2. Our return to the Balkans
  3. Rila Monastery, one of Bulgaria’s most visited sites
  4. Rila Seven Lakes, a justifiable popular hike

I’d like to add more details to numbers 1 and 2.  Crossing a new border (into the Balkans) and entering a new country (into the Balkans) is not for people looking for a relaxing vacation.  Frustrating situations and uncommon instances unlike Western Europe are what make travel in Eastern Europe appealing anyway…we like to call this adventure!  Within our first several hours of arriving to Bulgaria we learned the following:

  1. If you are required to get a passport stamp, border patrol takes your passport, and you pull over to the side to park your car.  However, passports are not processed in the order received.  They are processed only when border patrol sees your face directly in front of his window amidst everyone else needing a passport stamp.
  2. A toll vignette is required to drive in Bulgaria.  We did not do our research, and no one at the border told us to purchase one, which led to our next several discoveries. We pulled over at a small gas station in Rila to buy a vignette, but the clerk told us to buy one at the post office.  So we went to the post office…
  3. Post offices close whenever they want.  I arrived to the post office at 4:40pm.  It was closed, despite its posted hours saying 8am-5pm.  And I thought government workers in the U.S. were shit.  Then we went to the nearby tourist info center to double confirm whether or not we needed a vignette.
  4. Despite the building being labeled “Tourist Info Center” in English, not all tourist info centers are staffed with people who speak English.  Nor are they staffed with people who give correct information.  Nor do they offer free wifi to tourists.  Every other tourist info center we visited in Europe had all these.  Nope, not here.  We asked the girl if we needed a vignette to drive in Bulgaria. She smiled and said no.  We asked if there was wifi.  She said no.  Not trusting her English, I said to her, “Post office.”  I didn’t even ask a question.  I simply said post office. Her response? No. I repeated, “Post office.” She smiled and shrugged. By then it was late afternoon and we decided to deal with the whole vignette thing the next day.

We then drove to Camping Zodiak (€15/night with electricity, water, and showers), the nearest campground to Bulgaria’s beloved Rila Monastery.  It was early evening by the time we set up camp, and I hurried over to the monastery by foot.

As I approached the monastery, I realized I was dressed in “inappropriate” clothing: a skirt above my knees and a tank top.  Not to worry! I told myself. Every major tourist attraction that requires “proper” clothing always offers cloth to its visitors to wear.  So of course when I arrived, the security guy at the front pointed at their “No inappropriate clothing” sign and waved a finger at me.  There were no cloths for tourists.  I left the entrance, ran down the street to the nearest restaurant which was deserted, grabbed 2 tablecloths from the tables, and ran back to the entrance.  I stupidly tied one around my waist and wrapped the other over my shoulders.  He gave me a thumbs up and I entered the monastery.

Dark shadows had already cast upon the impressive buildings making for poor lighting; however, the typically tourist-filled monastery was deserted at that hour and made up for the lack of light.  Surrounded by lush mountains, the beautifully designed monastery and church were surprisingly beautiful.  Considering the monastery’s popularity in the country, I’m surprised it is free to enter.

At the monastery’s church, there was another sign strictly forbidding inappropriate clothing. Well, that’s dumb, I thought, because you can’t even enter the monastery wearing “inappropriate clothing.”  By the time you read this sign, you’d already be “appropriately” dressed.  And sure enough, upon entering the church, there was a huge pile of cloth for tourists to wrap around themselves.  Naturally, no one entering the church needed them.  It’s like they purposely kept the cloth in the church and not at the monastery entrance to keep all the whores like me out. Nice one, guys.

When I left the monastery I made sure to run by the restaurant to return the borrowed tablecloths. =D

In addition to the monastery, another site to see, or rather do, is the Rila Seven Lakes Trail. These are 7 glacial lakes between 2,100m-2,500m above sea level, and are all connected by streams, cascades, and waterfalls.  We left the campground early the next morning and drove the 2 hours to the chair lift in Rila National Park.  It cost 5 lev ($2.85) to park, and another 18 lev ($10.20) each for a round trip ride on the chair lift.  We didn’t have to ride the chair lift, but we had just summited Mt. Olympus two days before and I wanted to save time and energy for the Seven Lakes hike.  IMG_3934

Once at the top, there were gorgeous views all around.IMG_3941

We even stumbled across wild green onions.  I couldn’t help but pick a few for cooking! IMG_20160706_111126

Each of the lakes have a name:

  • The Tear – the highest one.
  • The Eye – the deepest one.
  • The Kidney – the kidney shaped one.
  • The Twin – the largest one.
  • The Trefoil – the most irregular one.
  • The Fish Lake – the shallowest one.
  • The Lower Lake – the lowest one.

We began our hike with the Lower Lake, clearly not too far from the chair lift (building in the upper left):IMG_3943

Immediately ahead of the Lower Lake was the Fish Lake, the shallowest one:IMG_3951

The Trefoil, the most irregular shaped with low shores:IMG_20160706_112859

Crossing the Trefoil toward the Twin:IMG_3957

The Twin, the largest one by area, and probably the most beautiful:IMG_20160706_113923-PANO

The Kidney:IMG_3981

It is said that the most difficult section of the hike is the trail from the Kidney to Mount Ezeren.  We didn’t think it was grueling because of its short distance; it took us 25 minutes to summit from the Kidney lake.  Crossing over a small waterfall along the trail:IMG_20160706_115932

My favorite lake, the Eye, the deepest lake:IMG_3966IMG_20160706_125243

We actually didn’t take a picture of the Tear, the highest lake, because of how unimpressive it was compared to the rest of the lakes, and to be honest, we were too distracted by the epic views from Mount Ezeren.  Thick clouds came and went, obstructing the views, but after waiting patiently for 20 minutes, the skies cleared up and granted us the award-winning view everyone hiked for.IMG_3969IMG_3973

From there, it was an easy downhill hike all the way back to the chair lift.  IMG_20160706_135657

In total, it took us 3 hours and 20 minutes, including a 20-minute wait at the top waiting for clouds to clear.  That meant only 3 hours of actual hiking.  Compared to the 10-hour hike to Mt. Olympus two days before, this was a piece of cake.  However, unlike the hike to Mt. Olympus, the 7 Lakes Hike was breathtakingly beautiful, even comparable to the famous mountains of Switzerland.  Who would’ve known that Bulgaria had such gorgeous mountains to offer?

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Mount Olympus

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that Mt. Olympus was a mountain of great mythological significance. Mythology claimed that 11 of the 12 major Greek gods lived within the mountain’s 8 peaks, with the peak of Stefani as Zeus’s throne and the peak of Mytikas (the highest peak of Olympus and all of Greece!) as the meeting point for the gods to determine the fate of the mortals they reined. At 2,917 meters in height, Mytikas’s peak once impressed the ancients and continues to impress trekkers and climbers today. To be honest, the mythology around Mt. Olympus is cool and all, but my true interest was to summit Greece’s tallest peak. It would be our final excursion in Greece before heading into Bulgaria, so its convenient location in the north didn’t hurt either. I lay out below the details of our journey to the mountain and the summit up Mytikas peak.

In order to make the long, hot drive bearable, we broke up the drive from Athens to the base of the mountain into two days. Our first stop was the quiet seaside village of Achillio, which ended up being a true secret of a beach. Not only did we literally park on the beach, we swam in its incredibly warm and calm water. There were at most 5 other locals cooling off in the sea, making it a relaxing and authentic experience.IMG_3869

I awoke to this dreamy sunrise right outside our window, with the sea so calm it could have been easily mistaken for a lake.IMG_3878

Our next destination was Summit Zero Hostel near Litochoro, the base town for Mt. Olympus hikers. Even though we weren’t staying at the hostel, the people who worked there were incredibly friendly and resourceful and gave us tips and route information. We ended up hiking their recommended route (a loop-hike starting from the Gortsia trailhead to Refuge B or C, then up the Mytikas summit, and back via Refuge A to the Prionia trailhead). Unlike the out and back-trail from the Prionia trailhead (which was my original plan), the loop-hike rewarded us with unforgettable views. The loop-trail tacked on an additional 40 minutes to an hour, but I kid you not, the views were worth it. We were told it would take about 10 hours round trip at a medium pace, and we finished in just about 10 hours!

After hanging out at Summit Zero for a bit, we finally headed up to Mt. Olympus. It took about 30-40 minutes of winding and zig-zagging to the Gortsia trailhead, where we scoped out the “parking lot.” The actual parking lot required a drive up a steep, rutted, gravel road our motorhome wouldn’t have been able to handle, so we drove further up the road and found the perfect, wide, and level spot on the side of the road just 500 meters from the trailhead. We bookmarked the location on our map, and we continued driving on the road to the Dionysios Monastery.

It took 5 steep and narrow switchback turns to descend to the monastery, but once below we discovered a huge, paved parking lot with mostly-level parking. Perfect. We decided then and there that we’d spend the night in the parking lot of the monastery. Refreshing air, the sound of a distant spring and chirping birds, surrounded by dense woods and mountains, and no one else around? SCORE! We spent the remainder of the early evening scouting out the monastery and nearby holy cave.

The Dionysios Monastery, which was devastated by German occupation in the 1940s and is now under restoration:

Just a 20-minute walk beyond the monastery along the river is the Holy Dionysios Cave:IMG_3886

Early the next morning we set out from the monastery toward the Gortsia trailhead. Just as planned, we parked along the side of the road ~500m from the trailhead, and at 7:20am we set off to hike up. And up. And up. And up. Needless to say, it was a slow and steady trudge through the dense woods.

Any experienced mountain trekker knows that mountains have their own climate, and Mt. Olympus is no different. As expected, cumulous clouds drifted and soared overhead, filling our trail with fog and parting ways for moments of intense sunshine. Despite having clouds and sun, the high altitude granted us cool, refreshing air throughout the day.

Just emerging from the tree line:IMG_3887

Descending Skourta Peak along the ridge toward Refuge B:IMG_3889

My favorite view of all—the flower-filled Plateau of Muses—the beautiful, flat valley with an incredible view of the Mt. Olympus rock in the distance. (Really? We’re summiting that? How??? I asked myself.) Seeing all that sunshine, I also had high hopes we’d get a clear view from the summit. Ha. Not a chance.IMG_3894

We arrived to Refuge B just under 5 hours from our start time, took a quick break, and set out again toward the potato chip wedge of Mt. Olympus.

Strolling around the base of the massif:IMG_20160704_122053

The starting point from where we needed to climb up toward Mytikas became evident when we saw a woman sitting at the base of some rocks, with paint markers visible above her. Looking up, I saw the route to the summit was essentially a vertical shot up. Hoping for another answer, I asked, “Is that the way up?”

“Yes,” she nodded with a smile, and pointed up.

Gulp.

We saw in the distance a man descending the vertical wall of rocks. The woman did not ascend and was waiting for her husband to return from his summit of Mytikas.

“Just follow the paint markers all the way up,” he told us, “and there will be a Greek flag at the top.”

Well, I’m not a rock climber, I’m terrified of heights, and I lose my breath easily at high altitudes, but I still managed to summit. Slowly and steadily. I just never looked down, though looking up was scary too. My biggest fear was grabbing or placing my foot on a loose rock. While losing grip on a rock and slipping wouldn’t necessarily mean death, it would definitely mean a deep plunge down and maybe death, so fucking up wasn’t an option. Pictures don’t quite do this justice, especially conveying the vertical height of rock walls, but I hope you can get a sense of it from the pictures below.IMG_20160704_123959IMG_20160704_125258

Although I was scared, I had no doubt that I’d summit. It took me about 1 hour from Refuge B to Mytikas. Later I discovered that the route we took is considered a class III climb with some class IV areas. Class IV can be defined as “simple climbing, often with exposure, a rope is often used, and a fall on Class IV rock could be fatal.” Yowza.  We even met a couple of friendly guys at the summit from Romania who offered to give us a ride back to the Gortsia trailhead once we returned to the Prionia trailhead.  Awesome!

Gorgeous 360º views from the summit:IMG_3899

There was no way in hell I was going to descend the way we came up, so we climbed/slid down the longer, less steep route. Yep, this was less steep:IMG_3907

For about a half hour, we gingerly made our way down all the loose, tumbling rocks and scree. Luckily there were no other hikers on the trail so we didn’t have to worry about killing anyone beneath us. I was thrilled to finally return to a normal trail again where I could walk instead of climb and scramble.

From there, it was all downhill to Prionia.  This section of the hike was clearly the most popular–we passed by numerous wrecked-looking hikers on the way down, as opposed to the 2 hikers we saw between Gortsia and Refuge B.  After a relatively quick descent and a few short breaks to rest our knees, we made it to the popular Prionia trailhead in slightly under 4 hours.  About 6 hours up and 4 hours down, a 10-hour roundtrip hike to summit Mt. Olympus.  Not too shabby!

Our new Romanian friends dropped us off at our motorhome where we returned to the Prionia trailhead for a dinner of goat stew and grilled feta cheese at the Prionia Restaurant. Then we returned to the Dionysius Monastery for another night of cool mountain air and tranquility.  After a much-needed shower, we both passed out  just after 9pm.  Another mountain climbed, another summit accomplished, all on July 4, our Independence Day.  I was happy.

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Santorini

I told myself there was no way we’d be going to the Galapagos when we were in South America.  So of course we went to the Galapagos.

I told myself there was no way we’d be going to any of the Greek Islands while we were in Greece.  Not with our motorhome.

So of course we went the Greek Islands.  Actually, we only visited one island (all we had time and money for), but that island is the most stunning and probably everyone’s favorite: Santorini.

Greece is beautifully kissed with thousands of islands: the Ionian Islands, the Aegean Islands, and the Cyclades.  With so many islands, some being large and distinct enough to feel like its own country, one could spend months island-hopping Greece’s treasures. With our motorhome, time, and money being a constraint, we felt incredibly fortunate to work Santorini into our schedule even if it only meant 4 days.  Before arriving to Greece I thought we would just be exploring mainland Greece, but once I read about Greece’s highlights, I knew we had to squeeze in an island excursion. I’m so glad we did.

After figuring out logistics and discovering just how affordable this hotspot was, I realized that for the first time on our 6-month European road trip, we were finally going on a vacation! A REAL FREAKIN’ VACATION! (But to be honest, I’m not sure if we were more excited to have a basic hotel with air conditioning or to visit Santorini.) Albeit a budget-conscious vacation, we loved our 4-day/3-night stay on the island. I lay out our costs and activities below.

Total Costs for 2:
Motorhome parking in Piraeus: €65 (€13/day x 5 days)
8-hour ferry rides via Blue Star Ferry: €160 (€40 per ride x 4 trips)
Porto Castello Hotel: €97 (€32.33/night, a last-minute deal)
Volcano/Hot Springs Excursion: €40
Local buses: €10.80
Groceries: €16.05
Dining out: €41.60
One nice dinner: €57.77
Total: €488.22

Daily costs: Our costs excluding the ferry rides and motorhome parking was €263.22, breaking it down to €32.90 per person per day for accommodation, food, and entertainment on Greece’s can’t-miss island. Unlike for most visitors, it looked like our #1 expenditure for Santorini was the ferry to get there!

Getting there: Flying is one option (a 1-way flight was more than triple the cost of a 1-way ferry ride!), and riding the ferry is another option.  While there was more than one ferry company, we opted for Blue Star Ferry because it was the biggest ferry (I tend to get seasick) and the cheapest option at €40 per person for a 1-way ride. From Piraeus (the port near Athens) to Santorini took approximately 7-8 hours. The view from the ferry as we approached Santorini port:IMG_20160628_143614

Accommodation: Fira and Oia are the iconic villages of the island, making much of Greece’s iconic stock photography.  Average nightly rates in these towns range from €200/night and even an upwards of €1,000/night for the luxury suites with infinity pools overlooking the caldera.  However, to my amazement, there were plenty of budget options too! The only budget-friendly accommodation in Fira is camping or a dormitory, and there was no way we were staying on Santorini without air conditioning or in bunk beds. The next budget-friendly accommodations are located in Perissa, on the southeast coast of the island. The cheapest hotels I saw in Perissa were €24, but I didn’t want to stay in a town that was a 30-minute bus ride from Fira and 1-hour ride from Oia. Upon extensive research I discovered Porto Castello, a budget hotel on the eastern coast, immediately opposite of Fira. With its black sand beach across the street from the hotel and a free shuttle into Fira every 2 hours (a quick 10-minute ride), it was a deal at only €32/night. The key to budget travel is finding last-minute deals, something most visitors can’t do when booking months in advance.

Local buses: We took the bus from Fira to Oia and vise versa several times. The 25-minute ride cost only €1.80 per ride. Super cheap!

Food: In addition to the snacks and bottled water we purchased from the grocery store in Fira (the cheapest market is Carrefour), I actually hauled in food from mainland Greece: a box of cereal, a container of milk, a bag of apples, peanut butter, jelly, sandwich bread, and several cans of soda and beer. We already had these in the motorhome, so I thought I’d bring whatever I could. Because we ended up not being anywhere near town in the afternoon, the sack lunches I packed ended up being incredibly convenient. Breakfast was covered everyday with the box of cereal and milk, lunch was pb&j sandwiches, chips, and apples, and dinner was the cheap-eat of gyros. We did splurge on one dinner for our last night at Volcano Blue, a restaurant with AMAZING views and reasonable prices.

Tip: Not only did we make a reservation perfectly timed for sunset, we went to the restaurant the day before to select the table we wanted.  We ate a delicious seafood dinner with wine (€57.77 after tip), and literally had the best restaurant view on the terrace.IMG_3862IMG_20160630_203808

Excursions: There were plenty of excursions and tours on the island—wine tours, sailing and yachting tours, ATV and motorbike rentals, the list goes on. The only one tour that interested me was the hot springs/volcano tour for €20 per person. Everyday from 11am-2pm and 2pm-5pm boats sail out to Palia Kameni, one of the two islands in the center of the caldera. This meant a steep walk, or €5 cable car ride, or €5 donkey ride from Fira down to the old port and vise versa.  We didn’t want to exploit the sad donkeys so we walked up and down the walkway.  IMG_3821

Once on the boat, we enjoyed a quick ride to the hot springs.  We, along with the rest of the swimmers, jumped from the boat into the sea and swam to the natural warm springs (they aren’t hot springs!) and covered ourselves in mud. We were glad our swimwear was dark, otherwise they would have been stained by the mud. I can’t say whether it was worth the €20, but it was still a fun excursion nonetheless.IMG_3831DCIM105GOPRO

Fortunately my favorite activities in Santorini were free: “cliff” jumping in Amoudi Bay, awing at the iconic architecture in Fira and Oia, “hiking” the trail from Fira to Oia, and watching sunset.  While walking practically anywhere on Santorini promised spectacular views of the town or the caldera, my favorites are below.

On the western end of Oia, the stairways leading down to the sea took us to Amoudi Bay. IMG_20160630_151631From the bottom of the steps, we followed a trail to a rocky area where swimmers left their belongings and swam out to a small rocky outcrop with a short cliff to jump from.  We loved swimming in the crystal clear water, jumping from the “cliff,” and encouraging others to jump in too.vlcsnap-2016-07-03-14h57m57s623IMG_20160630_151142

Iconic photos include Fira and the caldera:IMG_20160630_190136

Fira’s three-bell church:IMG_20160630_192601

The cityscape of Oia:IMG_3847IMG_3846

Oia’s famous trio of blue domes, which were difficult to find and surprisingly not absurdly full of tourists:IMG_20160630_133924

Our 3-hour “hike” from Fira to Oia, which consisted of cobblestone walkways, sidewalk, paved road, and a bit of loose lava rock and scree, granted us countless incredible views of the caldera and the small villages between Fira and Oia.  We timed our hike so that we would arrive in Oia just before sunset.IMG_3796IMG_3801

And finally, sunset photos!  If there is one thing that everyone on the island is doing in unison, it’s watching sunset over the caldera, Fira, or Oia.  Even a short walk away from the crowded streets of Fira granted us a sunset in peace and tranquility.  We watched one sunset from Firostefani with no one else in sight.

The most popular and crowded sunset was from the castle ruins in Oia.  We arrived an hour before sunset per others’ recommendation, and even then, it was quite difficult to find a seat.  Despite all the noise and rancor, the views were well worth it. We even saw cruise ships disappear dreamily into the reflection of the sun.IMG_20160628_194345IMG_20160628_202307-PANO

You don’t have to believe me, but I will say it: Santorini is UNIQUE and AMAZING.  We’ve been to other incredible islands such as the Galapagos and Easter Island, but none of those islands or any other island we know of consist of terraced towns cascading down from the rim of a caldera.  On an island, people typically spend their time near the beach and watch sunset from the beach.  On the island of Santorini, people spend most of their time on the upper rim of the caldera, gazing down at the sea-filled volcano.  Santorini isn’t an island with a volcano on it; Santorini is the upper, exposed rim of an underwater volcano.  It is a must-see in life.  You’ve got to see it to believe it.IMG_20160630_203923

 

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Mycenae

Considered one of the greatest civilizations of Greek prehistory, Mycenae traces back to the Neolithic period, though the handful of ruins that remain today date from 1350-1200 B.C. when the site was at its most prominent. Grave circles containing rich gifts and offerings suggest the archeological site was once a land where aristocrats and rulers thrived, and discoveries from later funerary sites show that the Mycenaean heavily invested in trade with other Mediterranean civilizations. At the height of Mycenaean civilization, a palace, a fortification wall including the Lion Gate, grave circles, a giant treasury, and a notable well were erected, and these ruins are what we see as Mycenae today.

Although Mycenae was underwhelming compared to Ancient Delphi and the Acropolis at Athens, we had no regrets making the short drive from Athens to Mycenae (~90 km) due to the stops we made on the way there and back. We felt the entry fee of €12 each was a bit steep considering how insignificant the entire site was, but at least our short visit gave us more time to explore other areas on the Peloponnese.

During the drive, the Corinth Canal delightedly surprised us. We had seen postcards of this incredible manmade site—an approximately 5 km canal dug out through the skinniest section of the Peloponnese peninsula, connecting the Bay of Corinth with the Aegean Sea. After crossing the tiny 50-meter bridge that gave us a brief glimpse of the canal, we immediately pulled over into a giant parking lot on the other side, parked, and eagerly made our way back to the bridge to snap a few photos. We even lucked out with several sailing boats cruising through the canal.IMG_3720IMG_3724

Then we continued to the hilltop Mycenae.

Perhaps Mycenae’s most revered site of significance is the well-preserved Lion Gate, which is the grand entrance to the ruins:IMG_3739IMG_3732

The grave circles where rich artifacts (grave gifts) were discovered:

The passageway leading down into the cistern:IMG_3734

The impressive beehive vault of the Treasury of Atreus:IMG_20160626_171301IMG_3747

Aside from these sites, every other structure including the palace was literally in ruins and overgrown shrubs. Even the accompanying signboards were hardly enlightening. We left the archeological site feeling uninspired, but happily ended our day with Kineta Beach.

We had driven past a crowded Kineta Beach on our way to Mycenae, but when we returned at sundown, the crowds had already begun to thin out. Kineta Beach is a beautiful beach, clearly a hot weekend escape for the locals and their families. Amused stares definitely came our way when a white guy and Asian girl arrived and parked their fat German motorhome on the beach.IMG_3753

Once darkness filled the sky, all the locals left for home, and the restaurants closed up for the night. With the sea literally only a stone’s throw away from our door, we heard nothing but the waves gently rippling on the beach. I woke up at sunrise to these views from our window:

A lovely sunrise dip in the sea:IMG_3766IMG_3773

That morning concluded our quick trip to Mycenae, a very brief visit to the Peloponnese peninsula.  Unfortunately we were running out of time on our European road trip, leaving us no time to explore the rest of the Peloponnese.  A bit disappointing, but at least we had an entire Greek beach to ourselves! =)

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Athens

Athens is massive, sprawling, and hot, hot, HOT in the summer!  In fact, it was too hot for us to stay in our motorhome.  Because the nearest campground to Athens was far from the city and came with a hefty price tag of €29/night without electricity, we instead chose to park the motorhome outside of Athens and stay at a low cost AirBnB apartment (with air conditioning!).  For €13/night we parked our motorhome near the Piraeus port at Piraeus Parkopolis, took the metro into Athens (€1.40 for a 90-minute journey, or €4.50 for a day pass), and stayed at an apartment with local Athenians for €27/night.  We definitely paid more than what we were used to, but air conditioning was a necessity.

Aside from the plethora of restaurants, cafes, and shops, the primary attraction for visiting Athens is the Acropolis.  There were two different ticket packages and both options were expensive (€20 or €30), but seeing the Acropolis was an absolute must-do in Athens. The summer hours were from 8am-8pm, but we arrived at 8:30am to avoid the worst of the heat and crowds.  We were glad we came early; on our way out, the crowds more than quadrupled, making navigation and photography atrocious.

What makes the Acropolis of Athens so marvelous is its location on a rocky outcrop above the modern day city.  This ancient citadel houses iconic structures of historical significance, the most recognizable being the Parthenon. IMG_20160625_095440

While habitation can be traced back to Neolithic times, it wasn’t until the 8th century B.C. when the Acropolis became a sacred place due to the establishment of worshipping the Greek goddess Athena.  The most significant building of the Acropolis is the Parthenon, a massive temple dedicated to Athena that has been rebuilt countless times over the course of centuries.  At first, it was a sacred place that served as a treasury to house gifts to Athena, then later a Christian church to honor the Virgin Mary in the 6th century A.D., then a mosque in the late 15th century under Ottoman conquest, and finally a storage space for gunpowder.  In 1687, the Venetians bombarded the Parthenon, blowing up the temple when they struck it with a cannonball.  Renovation has been ongoing since the 1980’s, with ongoing renovation today. It is the most important surviving structure in Classical Greece, and one of the world’s greatest cultural monuments.IMG_3685IMG_20160625_085724

At the foot of the Acropolis lies the massive Theater of Dionysus, which could seat up to 17,000 spectators.  The theater was dedicated to the Dionysus, the god of wine and drama.IMG_20160625_084248

The monumental gateway to the Acropolis, or propylea:

Perched atop the propylea stands the small Temple of Athena Nike.  Nike, in Greek, means victory.  Athena was worshipped as the goddess of victory in war and wisdom.IMG_3672

One of many vicious lions guarding the propylea:IMG_3671

The Erechtheion, a temple dedicated to Athena and Poseidon:

In the northeast corner of the Acropolis is an overlook showcasing the city of Athens and Lycobettus hill.IMG_20160625_090826

On the opposite end there is an overlook to the sea.IMG_20160625_092602

Outside the Acropolis, below the rocky outcrop in the city of Athens, stands the ruins of the Temple of Zeus.  It doesn’t look like much, but its columns are impressively tall.

Although numerous neighborhoods hug the foot of the Acropolis, the tiny, picturesque neighborhood of Anafiotika stands out.

Athen’s main touristic square, Monastiraki, not only boasts everything catered to mass tourism, but a splendid view of the Acropolis can also be seen in the distance.IMG_3706

Athens is bursting with history.  Even the subway felt like a museum, since construction workers discovered ancient ruins and archeological facts when drilling for the tunnel for the subway.IMG_3710

Aside from the wonderful history Athens has to offer, the city itself isn’t glamorous and its nightlife was disappointing. It pales in comparison to other major European capital cities.  Once the industrial sector in Athens, the former coal gas factory and chimneys of the Gazi district are now venues that host artistic shows and concerts.  Despite being tame, the industrial buildings were at least lit up at night and looked badass.

In order to truly get a scale of just how massive the city is, we walked up Lycobettus hill for sunset.  While we didn’t think the walk was difficult at all, plenty of other people sure looked miserable.  The best views of Athens can be seen from the summit of this hill–we were able to gaze across the city at the Acropolis, the sea port, the surrounding hills, and all the seemingly endless array of white buildings.

Sure, the city of Athens isn’t very beautiful, and the Acropolis can feel like a hotter, dustier version of Disneyland.  But because the world famous ruins are worthy of its title, a visit to the city and the ruins are a must-do in life for anyone, history buff or not.

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Ancient Delphi

The Greeks once considered Delphi, which took on its religious significance around 800 B.C, to be the center of the world.  It held the seat of the Oracle, whose decisions and predictions for individuals as well as the state significantly impacted ancient classical Greece.  Ancient Delphi was dedicated to the deity Apollo, the Delphic games (forerunner to the modern day Olympic Games), and the Oracle.  Delphi fell into ruins after multiple raids, a destructive earthquake, and much later, the rise of Christianity. Decline in the population continued to fall, resulting in complete abandonment in the 6th or 7th centuries. To see Ancient Delphi meant laying eyes on a once-flourishing region that influenced and played out the history of Greece.

In order to explore Delphi, we camped at the wonderful Camping Apollon for €20.50/night for 2 people with electricity.  Not only did it include free showers, it also included a swimming pool (a savior for the 35°C temperatures) and incredible pitches overlooking the Peloponnese Peninsula and the Gulf of Corinth.  From the campground it was only a 15-minute walk to the town of Delphi, and a 25-minute walk to the Ancient Delphi ruins.IMG_3629

When we walked through town, we quickly noticed how mellow the atmosphere was, and even more-so at the ruins.  Even with its monumental structures, incredible museum, and great history, Ancient Delphi was overall not too crowded and a wonderful site to visit.  The €12 entry fee included access to all of Ancient Delphi, the Temple of Apollo, the museum housing all artifacts discovered in the ruins, and numerous refrigerated water fountains.  We scoped out the ruins in the morning when the heat was manageable, and saved the indoor, air-conditioned museum for the hottest time of day.  Although mostly reconstructed, I detail out the most iconic structures below.

Treasuries throughout Ancient Greece, which housed gifts and offerings to the gods, were built to celebrate victories and to thank the Oracle for her advice.  Most notable of treasuries in Ancient Delphi was the reconstructed Treasury of Athens, built to commemorate the victory at the Battle of Marathon:IMG_20160623_115640

The remains of the Temple of Apollo, which was rebuilt and destroyed multiple times by earthquake and man, was a massive site within the complex.  Its final destruction, along with its art and statues, was carried out by a Roman emperor in the name of Christianity…in other words, Christian terrorism.IMG_3642

The theater, with seats for 5,000 spectators, overlooking the valley below:IMG_3648IMG_3645

The stadium, with a capacity of 6,500 spectators, where the Delphic games were held:IMG_3650

People typically save the best for last: the circular Tholos, just a few minutes’ walk from Ancient Delphi.  It once stood with 20 columns; 3 of the columns have been restored, making it a favorite to photograph.IMG_3652IMG_20160623_132153

Of the three archeological complexes we visited in Greece, Delphi was my favorite in terms of monumental sites, history, and crowds.  It seems as if most people come to Ancient Delphi as a day trip from Athens, but the 3-hour one-way bus ride sounds exhausting and rushed to me.  We enjoyed spending two nights in Delphi to take in the incredible views from the slopes of Mount Parnassus, to experience a more laid-back town in Greece, and obviously to observe the ruins and imagine it as it once was–the most influential sanctuary for ancient Greece.

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Meteora

Meteora is one of those places you’d never hear about until you come to Greece.  It’s quite strange that that’s the case, especially after you gaze across the valley of monastery-topped monoliths and become filled with the same spiritual, enigmatic feeling you sense upon taking in any other natural wonder of the world. There once were 20 monasteries dramatically perched atop the spectacular rock pinnacles, but now only 6 remain and are easily accessible with an entry fee of €3 per monastery. After having briefly glimpsed into one of the smaller monasteries, I realized that for us they would be more enjoyable from outside and afar so I saved my euros and time and spent my day in Meteora taking long walks instead.

Due to its location near Albania, we were able to cross the border into Greece in the late afternoon and make it to the viewpoints just in time for sunset. Even as we approached Meteora from the highway, we quickly became wowed by the rock formations that came into view.IMG_3571

Driving through town before climbing up the road meant passing by homes, shops, mosques, and churches with the wonderful backdrop of rocks.IMG_3576

As we climbed up we were immediately rewarded with breathtaking views, each view becoming more epic as we climbed higher.  It all seemed too unreal.

It wasn’t difficult to find the most popular sunset viewpoint, perhaps THE best viewpoint of the whole Meteora panorama.  Buses and cars filled the tiny “parking lot”, and some cars even temporarily blocked the road.  No one minded.  Everyone had the same goal–to witness sundown behind these rocks.IMG_20160621_202601

We didn’t stay long, as it was crowded and we still needed to find a place to spend the night.  Despite running out of sunlight, we continued to pull over to the side of the road to take pictures. St. Stephen’s Monastery below:IMG_3584

We eventually parked at Taverna Arsenis, a restaurant/hotel that advertised free motorhome parking with the obligation of a meal purchase.  Luckily, because we arrived after sundown and kept our lights off inside the motorhome to prevent bugs from coming in, the hotel staff assumed no one was inside our motorhome and didn’t bother checking on us.  Rather than paying for an unnecessary dinner to park in their lot, we got away with free overnight parking. Yay!

It also helped that we left at 6am the next morning for sunrise over the rocks.  We weren’t the only crazy people up so bright and early; there were a handful of other people as well.  With the epic viewpoints facing west, I’ll admit that sunset was better than sunrise.  Still, it was worth getting up early to get a head start on the dreadful heat and crowds.IMG_20160622_060528IMG_20160622_062720

After sunrise we drove up to The Holy Monasteries of Great Meteoron and Varlaam.  From the Great Meteoron’s parking lot, we saw gorgeous views of Varlaam.IMG_20160622_064229IMG_3598IMG_3601

Then we drove back to St. Stephen’s Holy Monastery, where we parked the motorhome, had breakfast, and prepared for a full morning of walking.  Most people only need a mode of transport + the overlooks to enjoy the wonders of Meteora, but I knew I would prefer to slowly take in the views by foot.  We ended up walking down the entire road (and its adjacent footpaths) back into the small town of Kastraki, revisiting the same overlooks we already visited under different light.IMG_3607IMG_3608IMG_20160622_084700

From Kastraki, we even walked upon a trail that took us alongside the giant rocks.IMG_3617

We then proceeded into Meteora’s major town of Kalambaka, where there was a steep foot path at the northernmost edge of town that took us all the way back up into the rock formations, right to the foot of the Holy Trinity.  This trail, by the way, was the most direct route from town to the top by foot.  Once at the top, it was a gentle stroll back to our motorhome parked at St. Stephen’s Holy Monastery. By the time we returned, it was disgustingly hot and crowded, and definitely time for us to leave.  Looking back, I realize how fortunate we were to have experienced Meteora during sunset, sunrise, and the early morning and afternoon before the heat became too brutal.

But, one final shot before we bid farewell to magical Meteora:IMG_3622

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Southern Albania

Roadtripping along the Mediterranean from Spain to Greece meant we were going to see Southern Albania no matter what.  At first I planned to breeze through Albania straight to Greece, but then I remembered not to overestimate the conditions of Albania’s roads. Breaking up the drive to make it more manageable meant several stops along the way, and the stops included Berat, Ksamil, and the highway showcasing Albania’s most beautiful countryside.IMG_3488

First stop: Berat, just a couple hour’s drive south of Tirana. A small town meant plenty of free parking.  Berat’s beautiful and notable feature is the cluster of white Ottoman houses at the foot of the hill below Berat Castle, giving the town the name “town of a thousand windows”.  Despite reading that this town was a major tourist destination in Albania, we hardly saw any tourists at all around town or even in the castle.IMG_3495

The Berat Castle was also worth seeing, not because it was castle ruins, but because of the short hike to the top and the views in all directions.  Even walking through the old city up to the castle had its charm.IMG_3507IMG_3505

One of the views overlooking Berat from the castle:IMG_20160620_140616

The Holy Trinity Church:IMG_3516

Castle ruins and an old cannon:IMG_20160620_143547-PANOIMG_3521

To my surprise, the castle ruins weren’t the only site of interest at the top of the hill.  There was also actually a small village, with families living in homes for who knows how many centuries.  Hardly any tourists were there; this village was definitely authentic and not constructed and catered for visitors like Croatia’s Dubrovnik or Montenegro’s Kotor.  This was an old cobblestone village at its purest.IMG_3525

After quietly strolling the neighborhoods of the castle, we made our way back down into town and continued our drive south.  Our goal for the evening was to find a pleasant, quiet place to sleep.  Though we had to share the “highway” at times with donkey carts and tractors, the road was smooth and the countryside scenery was picturesque.IMG_3528

We even stumbled upon a bit of traffic when we turned off the highway to drive along the river.IMG_3534

Our attempt to spend the night parked in the back of a riverside hotel/restaurant for €5 failed due to the owners’ barking dogs, but we at least enjoyed sunset reading and relaxing on their terrace overlooking the river.  Once the sun disappeared the dogs wouldn’t shut the hell up, so we left and randomly parked on the side of a quiet village road for the night.IMG_3538

The next day we spent a couple hours at Ksamil Beach before crossing the border into Greece.  Yes, it was overdeveloped, and yes, it was slightly crowded, but the clear, brisk waters felt awesome in the noon heat.  What made this beach special were the two tiny islands just off the coast from shore–the closest island was even walkable, and the second island required a super short swim.IMG_3553

And finally, we were off to Greece.  Because we weren’t crossing through the more major Albanian-Greek border crossing, we ended up driving for a bit on a dusty, bumpy, pot-holed road.  Curious locals smiled and waved as we slowly drove past them.IMG_3559

After a quick border crossing, it was farewell to Albania and a hello to Greece.  Although our time in Southern Albania was a quick pass-through, our entire time spent in the country of Albania (1 week) was a memorable one.

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