So they *do* call it Greek salad!

Aloha all!

I got to enjoy an awesome week in beautiful Santorini. I can say that I successfully did nothing, and it was everything that it could be. Actually, the day plan was go to the beach bright and early, leave when the lazy Europeans got there at 11am, go for lunch, siesta, go for drinks then dinner. That was everyday and it was amazing.

Erin bein her pretty self

Me lookin so damn proud in front of the Acropolis


At our Villa in Santorini, stunning.



This was near our swimming hole in the mornings.

Me expressing my feelings on the temperature of the water via my face.


Cafe Frappe, so delicious. It's NOT a frappucino, and definitely not a Tim Hortons "Iced Capp", screw that crap.

The cat that absolutely loved us.




Not too much else to say right now. Summer is going well. I plan to never eat a kebab again, as I found out why they called it Samonella Alley.

I'm also tired of heaing about Michael Phelps, it seems like everyone forgets that Ian Thorpe just absolutely destroyed him in everything at the last Olympics. And Ian only chose not to compete because he had literally nothing left to prove. I'm not saying the guy isn't good, but everyone has a damn short memory.

Hope everyone is having a good one.