In order to leave Santorini and get to Ios, we had to get ourselves back down to the port. Lucky for us, George, or Mike if you prefer real names, arranges this for you. Unlucky for us, it wasn't George who would be driving us, but his brother. We'll call him, George II. So George II shows up and doesn't seem particularly happy to be driving us and two other people to the port on this particular day. We get into his little van, and about... mmmm..... 20 seconds into the drive I see how this is going to go. This
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