You know it’s time to leave when you’re sitting in your jacuzzi on your balcony and all you can hear is a group of drunk, loud, obnoxious Australians shouting at the top of their lungs about how effin’ great rugby is.
Some rugby competition was on back home and the Santorinians kindly played it on TV and in all pubs – so you could hear the cheers and jeers from nearly every balcony around the caldera when the game ended.
We listened to Aussie Aussie Aussie – Oi Oi Oi and not one, not two, but three rousing renditions of Waltzing Matilda coming from a balcony a few hotels down.
Then, just as we were wondering if the afternoon could get more annoying, a bird flew over us and shat about an inch from Kiki’s face into the pool…..
It’s time to go…… Santorini!
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