Today was a magnificent but crazy day. In my quest to make sure I saw ALL of the island, I rented a car. Yes, you read that right, I rented a car. I am pretty sure America is the only place where they care about you being 25 years of age (and I guess this means that I have no more birthdays to look forward to, bummer). Perhaps driving in Greece after not driving at all for three months wasn’t the smoothest move. Literally, definitely not. Probably figuratively so too. Speaking of crazy roads, there are many here. We complain a lot about the roads in Northern Virginia, and they do sometimes leave a lot to be desired, but they’ve got NOTHING on Santorini’s roads. Nonetheless, 10 minutes and 35 euros later, I drove off in
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