Santorini cont

Our last full day in Santorini started with breakfast at the hotel and some souvenir shopping in the town. We came back to the hotel and sat by the pool for a while and read our books. We took a quick dip, dried our swimsuits on a clothes line, and again had lunch in the hotel restaurant. We had "tomato balls" tzatziki and greenbeans. We ordered two glasses of white wine because it was cheaper than soda or coffee.  After some watermelon for dessert we decided to take the bus back down to Fira. 

We went to the bus stop right across from our hotel. After about 10 or  15 minutes the bus came...and blew right by us without stopping. Confused, we walked the 15 minute walk back to the main bus terminal and got a bus there. That bus took us out of the town square, and then stopped in front of our hotel - right at the stop we had been standing at a half hour earlier!  

We made it to Fira and did a little more shopping and got a baklava flavored ice cream to share. We decided to go back to Oia for dinner. 

We got a bus back, and after some back and forth to our hotel, we ordered two chicken gyros at what we though was a walk up place with a few tables on the street. We walked in and ordered and the guy told us there were more tables in the back. He told us to tell the server if we wanted a drink and he would it one for us. We didn't understand all he said. It looked like a self serve fridge to us so we helped ourselves to a big water. 

We went to the back and it looked more like a legitimate restaurant with menus and servers. The prices on the menu were more than the sign we saw, so we got up and went back in to make sure we weren't spending $25 on two gyros. 

He assured us it was the price on the sign. 

We went back to our seats and a guy brought our food out. The gyros were really good as was the Greek salad we ordered. After a while the server took our plates. "You have no glasses, I'm sorry!" He apparently brings glasses out with the water for customers, but since we basically took it right out of the kitchen ourselves and brought it to the table, we'd just been taking swigs from it during dinner. 

As is usually the case outside of America, our check didn't come. We always have to ask for it. Since we didn't order at the table we figured we would go in to pay. 

We go back in and the guy looks at us like "what now?"  We are ready to pay, we tell him. "Yes but I can't remember what I make for you" he tells us. It's this point that we realize we are pretty much trying to pay the cook directly. 

"We've never been to a restaurant before!" I said with a laugh. He took our payment and off we went. 

Since the moon was so full and bright we finished the evening trying to get some night time shots of the town.