The little lights at the sea. The gentle rocking of our blue and white boat in the harbour. A cosy tavern is all we need. On the background historical buildings, a statue of a Greek god I see. This love for this land will go further. Further to the vineyards you will hardly see. Greece is one of the oldest wine countries of the world. Sometimes hard to believe. Because you will have to look to find them. But from now on you will indeed.
From bone dry white wines from the famous Santinori (the volcanic isle in the sea.) too bold reds from Naoussa (the first appellation of Greece) and if you got a change to taste it. Maybe a glass of Mavrodaphne is all you need.