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).
One of the Bouquinistes at his stall. Since the 1500’s, these sellers of antique and used books (and more) have lined the bridges and quays of the Seine. They’re…