Our last day in Santorini was bittersweet- we woke up to a cloudy morning, and being depressed already at the prospect of leaving the island only seemed to make the day a bit chillier. Alas, we decided to check out something indoors for a change, and headed to the Museum of Prehistoric Thera, and then to the Archeology Museum. Both were pretty small, housing ancient artifacts found in the islands of Greece.
Since we finished touring the museums so quickly, we wandered through the streets of Fira, stopping to admire a lovely pastry shop which claimed that it had been making a special pastry there since the 1800's! We decided to try this Greek specialty, called a Kalafati- it tasted to me like pan fried egg noodles drizzled in honey and topped with nuts!
For lunch, we tried out the "best gyro in town," according to our host Nikko. This is Lucky (yes, that's actually his name) shaving off the crispy bits of the largest wheel of pork rotisserie I've seen to date. 
So was it actually the best gyro? Maybe in this town. We actually preferred the gyro in Mykonos, though I liked the crispy pieces of meat and the thick tatziki.
After lunch (which included another run to Loukamodoupolis for our favorite Greek treat), we spotted a stone staircase path that led from the top of the cliffs down to the port, and decided to work off all of the meals we had consumed so far on our trip. Over 580 steps later, we found ourselves down by the port, gazing up at the amazing rocky cliffs, with the traditional cave houses built into them.
On our way back up, we were charmed by a cafe owner who enticed us onto his patio with promises of cold drinks and a very delicious (but expensive!) cactus juice. Of course, we didn't know how much that drink cost until after we paid for it, at which point, Emily and I had both already ordered a second round! Tricky...
We spent hours on the patio that afternoon enjoying the glorious view (and savoring every last drop of that cactus juice... I even licked the straw), and then, suddenly it was time to go! Nikko, our beloved host, dropped us off at the airport to catch our evening flight back to Athens.
Back in the city with the islands behind us, we caught a late dinner at a taverna in Plaka, the old town part of Athens, near the Acropolis by our hotel. Tomorrow, the Parthenon!
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