By April, we were finally over the cold wet New York City weather and so headed off to Greece for 10 days. We spent a couple of days in Athens exploring the ancient ruins. Between Tait’s Junior Classical League days and Sophia’s philosophical studies, we nerded out hardcore (and still managed to get in trouble for doing handstands in front of the Parthenon).
After absorbing all the ancient culture we could, we flew to the island of Crete, where we stayed in the historic port city of Chania. We had heard that Crete has both some unrivaled beaches and some not-to-be-missed hiking in its mountains. Unfortunately, we vastly overestimated the warmth of Greece’s climate and early April was too cold for both the beach and the mountains – the hike we had planned wasn’t open until May. Womp womp.
We ended our trip with a few days in Santorini. We almost didn’t make it to Santorini at all – due to high winds, our scheduled ferry from Crete to Santorini was cancelled, and it was undetermined when ferry service would resume. In lieu of a 3 hour ferry ride, we caught an 8 hour ship back to Athens, and then a flight out to Santorini – needless to say, it was quite the circuitous adventure.
But it was worth it. We adored the cliffside village of Oia, though we heard the streets become quite packed with tourists later in the year – we were once again there a bit early, with many of the restaurants and stores still not yet opened for the season. Nonetheless, we had beautiful weather to hike from Fira to Oia, and caught one of Oia’s famous sunsets.
Altogether, we had a wonderful trip to Greece, though it wasn’t quite what we had expected. We would love to go back again someday!
TL;DR: Greece is not the Carribbean. Go in May or June for beach weather.