Searching for The Maltese Falcon
Thursday, May 24, Santorini Greece
Here we are anchored off Santorini (which is the thirteenth century Latin Empire name of
the island. The official Greek name is Thera).
The island, actually a group of islands, forms a roughly circular ring. This is because
in 1646 BC a huge volcanic eruption took place.
The explosion is estimated to have been about the equivalent of 40 atomic bombs.
It blew out the interior of the island, leaving
just the rim of the volcanic caldera.
We got up very early to get to the excursion we had booked.
We had read that all the cruise ships anchor just off the small sea-level
old port called Skala near the town of Fira, which is the major tourist
destination. To reach Fira, you have to take a tender from the ship to Skala,
which is really only about four buildings,
then either take a cable car up to Fira, or walk up 587 steps or ride
a donkey up the 587 steps (walking up also involves avoiding the donkeys and
their leavings. It was not recommended).
The cable car system can only handle about 600 people per hour
in each direction, and there are 3000 passengers on our ship, and we found out
that there were three other ships scheduled to be there at the same time. It all
sounded unpleasant. There was an excursion offered, however, where you took a
tender to a different port, then a bus to the city of Oia (which is pronounced ee-a),
spent a little time in Oia, which is supposed to be very pretty and photogenic
(we read that most of the classic postcard-type pictures of Santorini are taken in Oia),
and then take a bus to Fira. This sounded much better, so we had booked this excursion.
The sky got very cloudy while we were on the
bus to Oia, but it cleared up later. Of course we walked around Oia taking lots of
pictures. Once again the touristy area was attractive but artificial, full of
chain stores, restaurants and small hotels, all perched precariously on the
side of the plateau. They were all old greek-style architecture, but we were sure
that they weren't old buildings. Originally, people used to live in caves in the
side of the cliff, and you could see some of them.
We eventually stopped for cold
cappuccino’s and baklava. The cappuccino's were great, the baklava merely very
good. At the appointed time, we took the bus to Fira. The bus ride was very revealing.
Outside the touristy parts of Oia and Fira, there was a lot of poverty, dirt,
ramshackle buildings, and scattered junk and garbage. Most tourists only ever see
the tourist section of Fira, so there are huge numbers of online reviews, guide books and articles
saying how beautiful Santorini is. Well, a small part of it is, and the view of the caldera is
beautiful, except today it was so hazy that we could barely see the other islands.
The bus eventually dropped us off in a parking lot about three or four blocks downhill
of the main tourist street of Fira and our tour guide walked us up the hill. Even this
walk revealed that, outside of the one tourist street, Fira wasn't very attractive either.
Once you get to the tourist street, everything changes. It's all white and very clean, and
full of high-end stores and restaurants and little hotels and beautiful views out over the
sea and the other islands.
Our tour guide had explained that there are seven
Hundred churches on Santorini! Many are not used. It seems that the Greek Church owns lots
of land because of something that happened when the
Ottoman Empire fell, and the church won't give up the land.
We walked along the tourist street which was
very crowded. We took some pictures, which is what we do in photogenic places, but it was
hard to do because of the crowds.
Eventually we had a nice lunch on a terrace with a great view and a
cool breeze. Before lunch, the line for the cable car was very short, but
after lunch the line was much longer, but it moved
pretty quickly. It was about a twenty minute wait. When we got down
to the port we tendered back to the ship.
Once again we found canapés in our stateroom.
There was smoked salmon rolled with cream cheese and
caviar. It was yummy! We were somewhat disappointed in Santorini.
There were small touristy
prosperous areas that are clean, crowded, and very commercial, surrounded
by dirt, poverty and barrenness on the rest of the island. Somebody said
that cruise ships were ruining places like this. I think I agree. There were four in port
today. That could mean as many as ten thousand tourists all crowding into one narrow shopping
street in Fira.
The tour guide did suggest coming back to Santorini and staying in some
of the smaller, non-tourist-filled towns. I'm not sure I would, bother. I may be wrong
but I suspect that Santorini is over-rated.
We relaxed in our stateroom a while. Donnie said that she was going up top to
take more pictures of Fira. I stayed in the room at first but then
decided to join her. When I found her she was devouring an ice cream
cone (boing!). "More pictures" she had said. Sure!
Later we went down to the Passport bar again for
drinks but we couldn’t get waited on so we went to dinner at Blu and had
drinks with dinner. This evening's menu choices weren’t exactly our
favorites, but the Sachertorte for dessert was excellent. Scoreboard: 4.4 miles, 12
Friday, May 25, Piraeus (Athens), Greece
We awoke early and had a leisurely breakfast. I had a bagel, cream cheese
and smoked salmon. The smoked salmon on this ship has been excellent, the
best smoked salmon of any cruise we have been on.
It's a beautiful day with a cloudless sky. We are docked in Piraeus, the
port city closest to Athens. We only have a few hours here, so we can't see Athens
the way it deserves, so we are going to see the major highlight: The Acropolis.
We have booked another "on your own" excursion, which means they take us in a tour
bus to the entrance to the Acropolis, drop us off and then pick us up again at
a pre-arranged time. We don't have to follow some tour guide around the Acropolis
but can go at our own pace, stopping to take pictures when and where we wish. We
We got on the bus which drove us the 7 miles to Athens. Even though it was supposed to
be just a drop-off and pick-up, the tour guide said they were going to give us a
"panoramic tour" of Athens first, so we drove around the center of the city, in heavy
traffic, sometimes going around the same blocks several times, stopping at the 1896 Olympic
Stadium for picture-taking.
It took at least an hour. Too long. From what we did see Athens is
your typical modern, bustling, noisy, crowded big city. It was a bit dirty and had lots of
graffiti, but lots of cities do.
Eventually we got to the
closest place to the Acropolis where the bus could drop us off. The tour guide, after
much talking, told us how to get up to the ticket booth and where and when
he and the bus would meet us.
We could see the Acropolis from many places on the bus ride, and it was extremely obvious
that it was very high up. Nobody, but nobody ever mentions how high or how difficult it is
to get to the top. Our tour guide said it was easy. The information you find online barely,
if ever, mentions the walk up. There is supposed to be an elevator, but only for handicapped
people. After some research, I found that the Acropolis is 250 feet higher than the surrounding
street level. That's about the height of a 25-story building!
From the bus, we walked up and up some steep pedestrian walks
and steps for quite a while and finally got to the Acropolis ticket office.
There was a pretty long line, probably a couple of hundred people.
As we were waiting I overheard somebody nearby say that
there was a short cash-only line. I saved our place in line while Donnie went to
the front to see if this was true. It was. Donnie came back smiling.
Then we walked the many steep, slippery marble steps up to the
Acropolis. It took quite a while but we made it!
Need I say that it was very impressive. Old... Very old.
There were a lot of people but the crowd wasn't
too bad. Today, ours is the only cruise ship in town, which no doubt reduces the crowds somewhat.
Here I have to be totally transparent and state that my pictures are very carefully taken and
sometimes cropped to
avoid the scaffolding, cranes, and other incongruities. It wasn't easy. The Parthenon, in
particular, probably the most famous ancient building in existence, had a lot of scaffolding
and inside was a big, ugly, modern industrial crane. I could only find some obscure angles of
part of the building to take pictures without the ugliness. I also found out that the
scaffolding has been on the Parthenon since 1983! Come on guys!
We walked around and
photographed the Acropolis for about two hours. We then hobbled back down and went
to a little outdoor cafe in the Plaka (the ancient marketplace area
at the base of the Acropolis, now a shopping and dining area) for Iced Cappuccino’s and “Baklava
Bites”. The baklava bites were small, but good.
We eventually took the bus back to the ship.
We went to the buffet for an afternoon snack. I had: Indian bean curry, garlic
bread, pasta salad, chicken tikka, beef stew, and mashed potatoes. All
delicious. That was too big a snack. Donnie had: pasta salad, steamed broccoli,
fig and spinach stew, chard with cheese sauce. Also all good, she said. She topped it
off with ice cream with chocolate sauce (ka-ching!).
In the evening we had dinner in Blu again and sat next to a nice couple from
Atlanta and had very enjoyable talk with them which caused dinner to last 2 1/2 hours!
5.2 miles and 9 floors today. The iPhone doesn't register steep uphill walking as a climbing
of steps. I'm sure that we did the equivalent of much more than 9 floors of steps.
Saturday, May 26, At Sea
It's a sea day. Celebrity Cruise Lines, or at least this cruise, doesn't have much
in the way of activities on sea days, or at least ones we care about. We are not
going to the casino to gamble, nor to the spa for expensive spa treatments, nor are we
attending scam "art auctions".
After a buffet breakfast outdoors, we went to the Future Cruise desk because Donnie wanted
to pick up brochures for other Celebrity itineraries.
Then we went to one activity we were interesting in: a lecture by the Captain on navigation.
The Captain was very funny. I said that if he got tired of captaining a cruise ship he had
a good alternative career as a stand-up comedian.
There wasn't much about navigation in his lecture, though.
As we left his lecture, we noticed the entrance to a small theater that we hadn't seen
before and we went in and briefly attended the end of a pitch on Celebrity Alaskan cruises
and tours. We didn't know that Celebrity had cruise-tours of Alaska, which is part cruise
and part land-tour. We had considered taking one of these soon on other cruise lines, but
now we might consider doing it on Celebrity.
Later we tried to sit on the deck chairs near the pool,
or even elsewhere, but being that everyone was onboard, they were either occupied, or
"reserved". We had read online that many people "reserve" a deck chair by putting a towel
or some personal item, say sunglasses, on it early in the morning and leave it there for
hours, or even all day. Celebrity says that this is not allowed and that after one hour
the crew will remove it, but they don't actually enforce this. I suspect that the crew
doesn't want the resulting problems.
I won't bore you with the rest of the mundane things we did during the day, except to
mention that Donnie had her first gelato on the ship (zing!).
After a slightly disappointing dinner at Blu, we
went to the late show which had been recommended by a woman we spoke to at dinner.
It was mostly acrobatics, something like Cirque du Soleil. It was pretty good. Today's
score: 2.9 miles 7 floors. Not too shabby for a sea day.
Sunday, May 27, Naples Italy
We are docked in Naples, Italy, however we are not going to visit Naples. Much as
we would like to see the city, we have other plans. On this trip we have seen ancient
Roman ruins, in Rome no less, and ancient Greek ruins, the Acropolis, the most
famous Greek ruins anywhere, and now we are going to see the most famous Roman ruins outside
of Rome. We are going to Pompeii!
Today started mostly overcast. This time there was only a short wait in the
theater for our excursion to be called.
We got on the bus and met our guide, Jose, who was very talkative.
It was a fairly short ride to Pompeii. When we got there, the sky was still mostly overcast,
which makes it difficult for us to take good pictures.
Jose seemed too
talkative and kept stopping at non-interesting places outside the site to give history
Eventually we got into Pompeii site proper and were not
disappointed. The tour was very fascinating. Although the sun came out and
it was very hot and humid, I won't complain too much because it made the pictures better.
What isn't widely advertised is that the
walking conditions in the Pompeii ruins are treacherous. There are streets with sidewalks,
but they are ancient roman streets and ancient roman sidewalks. The streets are made
of big, uneven rocks which are very slippery and the sidewalks are at least a foot above
them, in some places even higher.
There are also "stepping stones" at judicious places to allow you to cross the street.
The romans used these to avoid what was in the street itself: there was no sewer system except
During our tour, one woman slipped and fell and was in agony. She may have broken her
leg. Jose whipped into action and called the local EMT. After a few minutes some guys
walked in carrying some boxes and a rolled up litter. There is no way that any emergency
vehicle could get in. In fact there is no way any vehicle could get it. They EMT guys
took care of the woman and after a few minutes got her on the litter and carried her out.
We heard that they were going to take her to a hospital, accompanied by her husband and two of
This only delayed the tour by only a few minutes, and afterward Jose continued
on, unfazed. I suspect that this must be an almost daily occurrence here, because
the streets are really hard to walk on while keeping your balance.
Pompeii is amazing. It's huge. You would need several days to see it all. It's a real city, with
streets, sidewalks, intersections, apartments, villas, shops, and a huge plaza called the Forum.
Most of the buildings are just brick walls now, without the covering over the brick or a roof,
but some still have roofs and there are marble carvings and columns and actual signs, in latin,
carved into marble. There are even some wall paintings intact.
The tour was exhausting but very
worthwhile. Even though I started out thinking
that our tour guide was too talkative, Jose actually did a good job.
Despite the problems, we were really glad we finally got to see Pompeii.
We got back to the ship very hot,
sweaty, tired, but happy. We dropped our stuff in the stateroom and changed clothes
and went to lunch in the buffet. Donnie had ice cream for dessert,
obviously (gong!). Later that evening, as the ship sailed out of
Naples harbor, we got a good view of Mount Vesuvius.
Although it has two peaks today, it originally had only one typical volcanic cone where the
"dip" between the two peaks is now. The middle and top blew up in some past eruption, I forget
which. The scary thing is all of the civilization: cities, towns, houses, stores, buildings,
roads, hospitals, etc. that still surround the base of the volcano, which is not
dormant. You couldn't get me
to live there. As I write this, there are homes being
destroyed by an unusual lava eruption in Hawaii. Scary!
We walked 5.2 miles today, but only 1 flight of steps, according to our iPhone's pedometer and its
Monday, May 28, Civitavecchia to New York
We awoke early. We had to. Today is disembarkation day and they require you to be out of
your stateroom by 8:00 AM. We had to pack everything yesterday evening and have our
suitcases outside our door by 10:00 PM last night. This is cruise life. They have to clean the rooms
and have them ready for the next set of guests who will be arriving onboard starting
about 10:00 AM! Amazing when you think about it. For the crew, the cruise never ends.
After getting up very early
and doing the usual washing and dressing routine, we had a leisurely breakfast in the buffet,
although it was very crowded.
It was leisurely because even though we had to be out of our room by 8, we aren't leaving
the ship until 9:45. We had arranged with the cruise line to be transferred directly from the
ship to the airport, and our bus won't be leaving until 9:45, so we have to wait.
After breakfast, we waited in our designated area until our number was called.
Unlike some of our previous cruises,
the disembarkation process was fast and efficient. We had to find
our bags in the terminal building, but it wasn't very hard because
last year I had a brainstorm. We went to a local store and bought a roll of three inch
wide ribbon which had big red and white stripes and we tied some
to the handles of our suitcases. It really stands out.
A cute young female Italian college student was the “guide” on our bus.
She tried to turn a simple airport transfer into a tour of Civitavecchia by pointing out
landmarks and giving some history as we drove out of town. It was cute.
She was very inexperienced, however, and even though she asked everyone which
airline they were on and what their ultimate destination was, and called all this
information in to somebody and got back some information, we
ended up at terminal 3 instead of terminal 1. This wasn't a big problem. After we
figured this out, it was fortunately a short walk to the
At the terminal check-in and security were fast and efficient, and
the airport was spotless. Even the restrooms were spotless. Our home airport, JFK is
fast, efficient, or spotless.
When we exited security and starting walking through the gate area we passed a large number
of extremely high end stores. Famous, expensive designer clothing stores, very high-end jewelry
stores, you know the names. I can't remember them all. This airport is more like a luxury
shopping mall than an airport. I had read a while back that many airports now make more
money from the rental for the stores than they do from the airlines.
Donnie had a pass to a very nice frequent-flyer
airport lounge which she got as a perk for getting
a fancy-shmancy credit card. To get in, Donnie had to show her special airport lounge
card. We also had to give them our boarding passes, passports, and Donnie's credit card, which
were all scanned into a computer. I expected them to ask for a blood sample too.
Inside there was free food and drinks, comfortable chairs, ubiquitous phone charging stations,
rest rooms, showers, etc. Very nice.
We had fresh personal pizzas, cold cuts and cheese, sodas
and, of course, Donnie had gelato. Twice! (Bing! Bing!)
Long story shortened: We flew home.
The trip was wonderful. We really enjoyed walking around Rome, more than I had expected. I was
disappointed by Taormina and a little bit by Malta, but it was fun to be able to say that we
had been to Malta. Of the three Greek Islands we went to, Mykonos was the prettiest, if a little
phony and touristy. Rhodes was perhaps the most interesting and historic. Santorini was, as
I have previously described, disappointing. Athens, actually the Acropolis was incredible as
I didn't total up the number of miles we walked or the number of flights of steps we climbed,
according to our iPhones, but it was quite a lot. Neither did I total up the number of times
Donnie had Ice Cream or Gelato. I'm not that stupid!