OIA

OIA - SUNSET HEAVEN






After our long walk back to the ferry we were pretty exhausted but looking forward to our final destination for the day - Oia. As many people know Santorini is famous for its amazing sunsets. The best place to watch the sunset in Santorini is Oia.



The ferry pulls in and we find out that its 267 steps to the top. There is no way in hell we are walking that. So its a mad race to the donkies again. You think we would learn from our previous donkey rides. First there was Nagasaki's lunatic killing machine followed by the annoying asian chick and the mexican lunatic. Well there's more....

Introducing the bitch with Stilettos. This chick thought she can parade around Santorini dressed in a mini skirt wearing Stilettos. How the hell can someone parade around this island in Stilettos is beyond me. The entire island is built with steps. Its a typical Fred scenario. You tell her not to wear Stilettos to your birthday because it's in your backyard, so what does she do? She wears Stilettos and sinks into the lawn. I would like to see Fred hiking up 267 steps in Stilettos actually.

Secondly introducing the lunatic Indian family. I think there was like 5 or 6 of them and somehow we ended up being with their group. They caused a huge fuss because the father couldn't walk the 267 steps and the blooody mother refusing to pay for the donkies. The tight ass indians they are. The lunatic daughter was terrified of riding the donkies and didn't want to do it. The grandfather who barely spoke.

This fuss continued for several minutes with them yelling at each other, when finally they decide to ride the freakin donkies. It only gets better trust me. When the tour leader called the mother and daughter to climb on to the donkey the mother kept screaming her head off, refusing to walk to the donkies.

Its at this point that I want to slam the bitch across the yard for making us wait. Finally the tour leader does it for me literally and screams at her to get her ass over to the donkies and not hold up the queue. She follows him and ends up climbing on top of some donkey. The stupid daughter follows as well and jumps on next.

The journey begins as we start climbing the cliff when the stupid daughter starts screaming her head off. I start to panic, thinking shes about to fall off or something when I notice that she is hysterical. She's some how stepped into panic mode over nothing. We couldn't tell if she was screaming, laughing or crying. I think at one stage she did cry. To make matters worst her father was trying to calm her down by reaching her when he rammed us into the cliffside and nearly sent us over the cliff. I should have got off that donkey and strangled the bitch. This continued the entire trip. All we heard was her yelling and screaming.

When we got to the top of the cliff the tour leader rushed over and practically threw her off the donkey. I think he had just about enough of her shit. I think we had enough of her screaming as well. Who fuckin causes a scene like that?

Once again we jump off our donkies and try and race off to lose theses lunatics. However this time it didnt happen. We realised that even though the donkies brang us to the top, there was still another 30 or 40 steps to be done by foot. This is when we realised we have some climbing to do up ahead. It's along the way I realise I'm so out of shape. We had to stop several times to recover.

Picture - The hill we had to climb

I think I was trying very hard at one stage to breathe. My legs were on the verge of collapsing. I couldn't feel them due to the pain. We finally reached the top of the cliff after walking the steps and felt so happy that we made it. When we turned around we spotted a guy carrying a huge suitcase as well as a hand carry. To add to his tortue was that bitch wearing the stilettos in front of him. Check her out with the whole mini skirt and all.

Picture - The bitch with the stilettos ahead of the guy carrying the suitcase.

We stood there in amazement watching this guy carry the suitcase and hand carry. We have no idea how he managed to do it. We questioned on whether he caughted a donkey up here but we agreed that there was no way a donkey could carry that suitcase. So if this guy walked the entire 267 steps he needs a reward.



Leaving them behind we start to explore Oia. We check out the stores and decide not to waste anytime shopping but instead searching for the best spot to watch the sunset. Nagasaki goes totally crazy running from one end to another to find a spot. At one stage we find a cafe but decide its not the best spot. Finally we locate a resturant which has the perfect view. We storm in there and plant ourselves down in the perfect view for the sunset.

We order dinner so that we can stay here to watch the sun set. Munching away on our dinner we witness the sun slowly disappearing in the far far ahead. Somewhere in between I use the toilet and come rushing out to tell Nagasaki that the male toilet has the perfect window for taking sunset pictures. The toilet is on a high slope and there is no one blocking the view. Next thing I know Nagasaki grabs the camera and races to the toilet.

Now how the hell do I explain what happens. There was only 2 cubicles in the toilet. Only one of them had a window. Nagasaki apparently uses the second cubcile. Meanwhile I'm outside when the sun is about to set. People are running like crazy and grabbing their cameras to take photo's. I get caughted up in the moment and quickly decide to take photos and video camera bits and pieces of the sunset.

10 minutes past, no sign of Nagasaki, 15 minutes past still no sign of Nagasaki. I'm thinking that Nagasaki is taking pictures in the male toilets for us since I explained the whole perfect window view thing. I couldn't go check the toilet as I had all the bags and camera gear out here. I think it would have been quite strange me going to the toilet with 3 bags.

Finally Nagasaki comes storming out shaking continously. I ask whats happening? The response I get is I'll explain later. Meanwhile Nagasaki is shaking like a bellydancer, practically in tears. before I can get an answer I get shoved aside while Nagasaki goes crazy taking photos. I notice as the hands are shaking while Nagasaki is holding it. God for a moment I thought Nagasaki was extremely xcited about the sunset.

Moments later I find out that Nagasaki managed to get locked in the toilet some how.

Nagasaki's Story............


"As I am ready to leave the cubicle, this is when I realise that the door handle is loose. The fuckin door won't open!!!! I put my foot against the wall and tugged as hard as I could. I tried kicking the door, only to jam it more. I tried jiggling the door handle and continued to pull with all my might. "Why don't you call for help?" you ask? Great idea! Except that I didn't bring my mobile with me!!!

Thinking that as long as someone, male or female, wants to go to the toilet, I'll be saved. In the meantime, I kept yanking on the door handle. A few minutes pass and nothing. I cannot believe this. The world's most beautiful sunset is happening right now, and I am locked in a toilet cubicle!! This is our last night in Santorini, if I don't see it now, I'll never see it again.

There is only one thing to do. I had to climb the cubicle wall. I carefully put my camera on the top of the cubicle wall that is about 2.5m high. I climb onto the toilet seat and grip onto the wall with my hands. I put one foot on the toilet paper holder when the whole thing started to move. This wasn't going to work. Instead, I placed my foot onto the PLASTIC cistern and quickly pulled myself up. I managed to flush the toilet when I hoisted myself up. So here I am, in mid air, with my upper body hanging in the men's cubicle and my legs dangling in the female toilet. Thank goodness for all the donkey riding lately because I managed to swing my leg over the wall.

Picture - The toilet that trapped Nagasaki

I was sitting ontop of the wall looking at how far down the ground was. If I jumped, I'll break a leg. It was a risk I was willing to take. There was no way in hell I would miss out on the sunset. I look around the men's cubicle and see that they also have a not so sturdy Cistern. If it cracks and water starts flooding the place, I don't give a shit!

If it wasn't for their fucked up lock, I wouldn't be here in the first place!! I swing my other leg over, put on foot on the cistern and try to lower myself gently only to almost smack my head into the wall when I came crashing down! I run out of the male cubicle and quickly try to unlock the woman's cubicle. I barley turned the bloody handle when the door just swung open! @#%@#!$^

The door handle works fine, FROM THE OUTSIDE!! THATS NO FUCKIN USE TO ME IS IT!?!? I grab my camera and run outside and quickly start taking photos like a madman".

Picture - I took this photo. My point of view of the height of Toilet

I think I had a laughing fit somewhere along the way listening to this. I was wondering why someone was taking so long to take photos in a male toilet. The view out here was stunning too.
Luckly I took photos of the sunset out here. Thinking Nagasaki is taking sunset photos inside the toilet I wasn't going to take any.

This was one major drama. I don't remember how much of the sunset Nagasaki missed out on but this was one memorable moment.

Finally the sun sets and all the commotion comes to a silent end, well in my case it didn't. All I kept hearing on the way home was "I missed Santorini sunset". I was ready to shove my fingers in Nagasaki's mouth to end the winging.

We slowly decided to make our way back to the bus stop but not before seeing a wedding in the church. The bride was no where to be seen. Maybe she got cold feet. We also saw a dog with gigantic balls if anyone is interested.

We found our bus back to Thira and planted ourselves down in a seat feeling exhausted. This is when we noticed theses annoying bunch of people who were on the same tour as us complaining about something non stop. They were staying at Margherita Hotel and asked the driver to drop them off right in front of it. When the bus stopped for them to get off they started screaming and yelling this wasn't there hotel. We both looked out our window to see Hotel Margherita smack bang in our face. We were both ready to yell at them "GET OFFF THE FUCKIN BUS" when the driver told them to get off. We stormed off leaving them behind thank god. I can still hear that annoying asian chick screaming on the donkey in my head.

We arrive back to our apartment and we both feel exhausted. Without saying a word to each other we take turns showering to get the volcano dirt off us and hit the sack.

I pass out the minute I put my head on the pillow...

Deep Breath - Mykonos tomorrow......