I suppose this post could also be titled "Ode on a Grecian Urn" but that might be a little too poetic. All three shots from 2005 on the magically photogenic island of Santorini, a 30 minute flight south of Athens. Santorini is basically an island formed from a volcano, with many of the small towns perched on the caldera. The bottom photograph reflects my continuing fetish with laundry in foreign places. I wish I owned a better camera at the time, but no point whining now. These were taken with the Konica-Minolta A2 with the built in 28-200 lens.