Santorini

So the Adventure here was sleeping on the boat when she was rearing like a horse due to the wind and the fact we had more than 200mtrs below us. We were tied to a floating bouy and alan spent most of the two days in the dingy rowing back and forth to the knots he had secured. As amazing as sailing into a volcano was, I wouldn't do it again!

All seemed happy and calm on top in the village, it was hard to me to leave to return to our bucking bronco.
Mum didn't, she piked it and slept in a hotel. More to the point it was too dangerous for her to board the boat from the dingy in the huge swell, she had already fallen out once that day!


