While I was living at the other end of the world, I was sometimes (often!) dreaming of the Mediterranean. Yet familiar, she then took a taste of adventure, of escape and I liked to remind myself of its perfumes, which are evocative of a certain sweetness of life.
Santorini is one of those magical places that exists nowhere else, the white blue cliché of a dreamy and romantic Greece. Somewhat a victim of its own success, it nevertheless remains an exceptional place where you can stroll and enjoy the passing time. Like many places in the Mediterranean, the island has enchanted me with its smells and its more exquisite flavors. Since laden air from sea sprays to the scent of livani incense from the chapels, to the many fragrant flowers up to gourmet flavors escaping from the plates… The small island has kept its promises.