Matt Feldman Photography
Probably the same way you say “Stupid Tourist.” I would like to say it was a dark and stormy night, as if that was some kind of excuse. But it was the middle of the afternoon. And I had no excuse.
Just one (bundled) person braves the January cold of the uncovered portion of the tour boat.
Santorini was meant to be a one-night stand: a quick reunion with an island I loved my last time in Greece, while en route to the uncharted territory of Crete and Rhodes. My first visit to Santorini sold me on a place with fabulous volcanic beaches (take your pick of red, black or white sand).
Few things have inspired me like Charles Marville’s photographs of Paris. And so when I woke up this morning, after a surprise daylong layover in the city, and…
