There is nothing like a donkey ride to seal the deal on a family holiday to Santorini.
It’s 38 degrees and your seven year old has been told about the donkey ride up all those windy stairs at the base of the old harbour in Fira.
So it begins with a ride on the cable car to the bottom, meanwhile my wife, her friends and my two daughters are off to spend the day shopping.
I don’t know what I would rather, shopping with the girls or a donkey ride?
So I’ve been left to make the trip on the donkey to the top.
Our journey begins with a cable car ride; it’s spectacular, smooth, picturesque you feel like you are in heaven.
Once at the bottom my seven year old makes a run for it; …to line up for that donkey ride.
We both line up anxiously, my son to get a go and me I am anxious because I just don’t know about a donkey, those windy stairs, and the great height to the top; did I mention I’m not great on donkeys and heights don’t do me any favours either.
The donkey handler can see that I’m nervous he tells me that the donkey doesn’t usually bite or kick they are patient animals, and that’s why we use them. This doesn’t do much to calm me I can feel my heart pounding in my chest and before I know it, my eight year old had mounted his donkey and he’s off. I slowly climbed on and before I can quite steady myself, my donkey is off like he’s in the grand prix in Monte Carlo he’s taking those bends like he’s a racing car.
Did anyone tell him that I was no Mark Weber.
My backside was getting a bashing from all those bumpy stairs and curves, my right knee wasn’t doing any better either from all the knocks it was getting from the wall on the way up. But the view was spectacular wouldn’t of missed it for the world.
Before I knew it we were at the top. I was in a daze after a few loud shouts from the handler I came back to life; Sir you can get off now, my fingers were so tightly curled on the reins that you would have needed a crow bar to prize them open. Finally I calmed down and the blood slowly returned to my fingers and I dismounted the speed demon.
No denying it, it was an experience and you can’t beat the view.
Few I’m glad that’s over… Dad can we do it again?
No, no Dimitri it’s time to get a drink and admire the view from here in this very nice café.
We sat near the edge to admire the view and we waited for the waiter to take our order.
He put his arms around me and said, wow another collector; someone that understands my passion.
For a moment I didn’t know what he was going on about.
That’s an Invicta Reserve yes I picked it up in Mykonos. He then got out his iphone and went to his camera roll. I thought he was going to show me a picture of his wife, a girl friend or his kids. No it was his wristwatch collection.
Yep that is an invicta reserve water resistant to 1000metres my bath tub can’t be any more than a metre. We laughed like two school boys would; … sharing a joke with each other.
…It’s a beauty.
“Waiter” I just picked up my Omega Sea Master and I’m working on my first Rolex, but I’ve got to do a lot more shifts here before I can pick it up. But It’s worth it. You see I have a fascination with watches, the craftsmanship, the design the accuracy.
I too have a similar passion to yours.
I love watches, I feel privileged to know that someone with the vision and the passion made a timepiece for me to wear.
Waiter …that’s really special; I’ve never thought of it that way.
That’s what we humans do; we make things for one another; to give a little bit of ourselves to each other.
Think about it a watch is more than a time piece it’s a little bit of passion direct from the watch maker, that special thing that he or she wants to share with us and to all of those that we come in contact with.
You see, if I wasn’t wearing this special timepiece today we would not have met and shared our passion, our experiences.
It would have been the normal patron waiter interaction. What would you like have today sir….
Our passion broke down the barriers and went beyond the mundane the routine small talk about the weather and that donkey ride.