Trapped in Beauty

I only had one expectation for Santorini and that was white buildings with blue coated roofs. They were aplenty and I was pleased. It was a calm stint overall. It was a good place to reflect. A place to think. The grandeur created a celestial environment that was as much calming as disturbing. Islands are a scary place. You are stuck. You are stuck with all that is beautiful and all that is not. In a place so open one can feel trapped. A few days and nights was enough and I was on to the next one.