Hello again.
Things in Europe are getting better. The goat's milk thing seemed to help Joel sleep better; I only hope we can find it further on in our travels.
We often see people fishing from the sea off of the beach. I have never seen them catch anything, but I can only assume that there are sharks in the water. I have seen a few people with one or two limbs missing, and once even someone with no limbs! (he was swimming and his name was Bob, does it get any more ironic than that? I don't think so) It doesn't seem to hamper people from swimming, and we need sharks to feed Joel, so I guess everything's ok.
Today we went up to a monastary at the top of Santorini, and we walked around the chapel. It was beautiful, but i'm sure lindsey will tell you all about it, so i'll share something that i don't think she will. We walked a little past the boundaries of the normal tourist area, and saw something that was quite shocking. Through a little door and down a series of steps, was saw another door that was slightly ajar. There was a huge sign on the door and with my limited Greek i read:
"Keep Out. Priests Only. You must not enter through this door at any cost, for any reason, or for anyone. Trespassers will be persecuted. I repeat: Do not go through this door and see the amazing things that are behind it. Thank You, The Management."
Or something like that, so naturally we went through it (whoever heard of a priest persecuting anyone anyway?) and we saw that the priests have created a little nightclub. You know the humming and whatnot that priests and monks do to meditate? Well it turns out they are also quite good at beatboxing, and they had quite a disco going with disco balls and strobe lights and things of that nature. It was quite spectacular. A few monks were getting down on the dancefloor, boogying it up, so we watched in the shadows for a few minutes and then got out of there. Unfortunately we forgot our camera, so i don't have any pictures to prove it. Oh, well, next time i guess.
One more thing before i go. You know the scars on Sean's stomach from all of his surgery's? Well it turns out they make a perfect map of Santorini. He is quite a spectacle at the beach where the locals flock to examine his stomach and take pictures. It is much more accurate than the map we got from the tourist office, and we are expecting to make close to ten thousand dollars selling copyrighted pictures of it.
Ok, bye for now.
Friday, October 19, 2007
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