I Doctor. No worry.

Santorini Thursday, August 22

Today was one of those days where just about everything I did started with the phrase “my mother would kill me.” This morning the rest of the girls went to Fira to get their bags while Kendra and I wandered around Oia. It was absolutely beautiful! We took tons of cute pictures and found funs of cute shops and restaurants. That’s when we found the cute Chris Brown boy. And somehow I thought that would be the highlight of my day.

We met back up with the girls right before lunch (who finally got their bags) and went to the cutest crepe cafe for lunch over-looking the Ammouni port. After dining next to two obnoxious American tourists we walked down the 235 donkey pooped stairs to the port. Feeling a little adventurous we wandered around the rocks to find a secluded part of the beach to jump into the water (aka, moving past all of the naked people). And that's where the day got interesting.

When I jumped into the water I landed on a sea urchin (known in these parts as an ahenus) who promptly stuck approximately 40 spines in my foot. As the Germans would say: wunderbar.

Freaking out as I’m looking at inch long spikes coming out of the bottom of my foot I signal a boat and swim over to it. It turns out that this boat is full of Athenians who were vacationing at their home here in Santorini. And the even better part…they speak English. So not being able to climb into the boat two of the boys pulled me in while McKin swam over. Trying to be as kind and as urgent as possible I sat back in the seat and shoved my foot in Storisis’ face (affectionately called unibrow by Ellen) who promptly starts to kiss my foot. When I asked him what exactly he was going to do to help me he reassured me with, “I doctor. No worry.” Pardon me, but I’m freaking out. In case you haven’t noticed there are venomous sea urchin spines sticking out of my foot and TOTALLY know you’re NOT a DOCTOR!!!

So after complimenting my soft skin he calls his friend Apostolis over to take me and Elisabeth (who also has sea urchin in her foot) to the harbor on his jet ski. Fabulous. So, no life vests and several HUGE waves later we arrive at the port where Apostolis carries me to sit on the dock. He returned with Storisis who took me and Elisabeth back to our hostel on his scooter through the windy roads of Oia. Our conversation went something like this:

“Storisis, slow down!”

“Ah yes. No worry. You are weaker sex, I protect you.”

“Not funny. My mother would kill you!”

“She would kick me?”

“No, kill. But because you’re being nice maybe she wouldn’t”

“OK, well. Don’t tell mama.”

So once we arrived back at the hostel the wonderful hostel manager attempted to get out the spines and told us “Ah you be OK. Rub with olive oil and it get good again.” And I’m thinking, “just because you have an excess of olive oil on this island doesn’t mean its medicinal!” So when the rest of the girls arrived back at the hostel McKin spent four hours with my right foot in her face trying to pull the ahenus out of my foot. Super.

The ever so adventurous day continued as the three of the crippled girls (also known as criplets) hobble around Oia for a nice dinner and then eventually a trip to Fira. The boys had mentioned earlier to meet them at Memouna, their place of employment. So we chatted it up for a bit before heading to Murphey’s where we got in for free by dropping our new Greek friend’s names. And here I am at 2:30 in the morning typing this so that I don’t forget a bit of it. More adventures to follow tomorrow, I just hope it doesn’t involve more ahenus.