Don’t stop believing…


So I’ve been sitting in sun drenched Santorini for just under two weeks now absolutely loving it. I know I should keep rubbing that bit in right? Sorry.

I arrived on the Tuesday afternoon and was driven straight to our little room about 200m from Perissa Beach and greeted with both the lovely Hilton ladies. Lana had her mum and been staying in Fira for a couple of days before my arrival.

We spent the day and night exploring the beach/ sampling the cocktails and getting familiar with the locals. Roxanne, left early on Wednesday leaving Lana and I to our devices and try to make a life.

Well as fate would have it, some email access, some grocery shopping and a chilled out dinner later we were ready to hit the beach the next day looking for jobs.

Here friends is where I’ve run into some niggling issues.
1) at this point the season was too quiet for them to need staff
2) the government has absolutely drilled into employers that heavy fines will accompany all workers hired without ‘papers’.

With the help of some very friendly and willing Greek people I’ve managed to have a couple of bites about work. But no following through up until now.

Lana and I did manage however to score ourselves a nights work at a club on Kamari Beach called Albatross, at the official re-launch party we played ‘door bitches, promo girls and glassies’ all in one night. It was worth the experience, the 35 Euro and the 6am bedtime.

Well what else have you been doing over the last two weeks Tammy? I ask myself this and I come up with few and many answers. We’ve been enjoying the beach, the food, the music, the views, the sun. We hired a quad bike and explored a few of the neighbouring beaches and plan on doing so again next week. Who am I kidding right its been like an amazing holiday so far.

We headed to Ios for 2 days last week, staying at ‘Far Out Camping’, the place to be apparently… and so it was for every 18 – 20 something Aussie, Kiwi, Canadian or Yank this side of North America. The vibe on the island is completely different to that of Santorini, and whilst we had a good night out of the dance floors and I enjoyed the 4Euro Sex on the Beach (NO!! Not yet, and yes I’ll charge more), I think Lana and I both looked forward to returning to Perissa where things are little more chilled and a lot less…*insert words here*

Its Sunday now, and with the World Cup games being an hour behind us we’ve firmly planted ourselves at a couple of local haunts to watch the games with beers, coffees or cocktails in hand depending on the time of day. We’re hoping to get ourselves a couple of green and yellow table cloths this evening to fashion some Australian outfits before the game tonight! Woo.

With this all said, it appears folks I’ll be swapping one island for another sooner than I first expected. With decreasing prospects for a job and a bank account crying out for help, I’m looking at flying to Dublin by around the 22 June. I was realistic about the options before I got here, so whilst I’ll be super gutted to swap the 27C heat for the 17C wind chill factor, I’m on a journey where I need to keep moving forward.

That said, anything can happen right? So Don’t Stop Believing. I won’t. If you don’t.

Stay in touch.

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