From Athens, we flew to Santorini, one of the prettiest islands in Greece, full of white adobe structures with blue domes. Our hotel was situated on a cliff overlooking the Aegean Sea. With unobstructed views of the water to our right, we strolled leisurely along the cliff path to town. There, we feasted on grilled fish with Greek salad loaded with tomatoes - fresh and sweet - unlike any I've eaten in the States, and saw fireworks at night.
The next day, we decided to visit a winery. What was unique about this winery was that the grapes grow on the ground, not on vines. On foot, my friends and I, walking against traffic, began to slowly climb the steep hill leading to the winery. It was breezy so I walked behind the two of them with one hand on my head to hold down my wig. Little did I know the wind was about to become my protagonist this time. All of a sudden, a gust of wind blew and I no longer had anything to keep on my head. My wig flew right off, high into the air, like a hairy, black frisbee. As the wig swirled downward, it fell right into the vision of an oncoming truck coming down the hill. The driver of the truck looked in disbelief, as the wig whipped past his window shield not sure what it could be. But, that could only be outdone by the look on his face when he swerved his truck toward me when I screamed . His eyes just popped out when he saw a bald Asian woman running beside his truck in pursuit of this dust ball of hair rolling down the hill. Thank God he didn't get into an accident. I had no idea if a "runaway wig" would be a viable defense in Greek courts! In any event, the driver never stopped, but just kept driving slowly looking back in his rearview mirror to see this comical scene unfold.