Matt's Reports
Matt on Santorini
The first thing you feel is the wind. It’s constant. On the caldera rim, waiters drape fleeces over their diners at sunset, the island’s few trees sway and creak, and hair flies sideways.
The first thing you feel is the wind. It’s constant. On the caldera rim, waiters drape fleeces over their diners at sunset, the island’s few trees sway and creak, and hair flies sideways.