Greece - 1998

Our time in Athens began with a warm welcome—and a shot of ouzo. We stayed at a hotel with a stunning top-floor view of the Acropolis, rising proudly above the historic Plaka neighborhood. As Atlantans, we got a kick out of seeing T-shirts that had been made (but never sold) for Athens’ bid to host the 1996 Olympics—ultimately awarded to our hometown. We strolled through the peaceful National Garden, watched...

We flew into Santorini and made our way up the steep hillside to Fira, where sweeping views of the caldera took our breath away. Over the next few days, we explored nearly every corner of the small island—driving winding roads, discovering ancient archaeological sites, and wandering through quiet, abandoned towns. We enjoyed a cold beer by the iconic windmill in Oia as the sun dipped below the horizon. The...

Mykonos welcomed us with its iconic windmills, charming whitewashed buildings, and narrow cobblestone paths painted with crisp white lines. We wandered through the winding alleys, enjoying delicious meals at seaside restaurants and browsing shops filled with Greek souvenirs. We even spotted Pete the Pelican, the island’s unofficial mascot, making his rounds through town. One special moment: James found a beautiful...