We delighted in it. Not being ardent bathers, we didn't try the sea. Though we saw a few people in the water. Plus the first rate local wine we shared with his memory. Nothing can detract from the sheer physical beauty of Santorini and the awesome views all around the caldera side and from its mountains.
Beautiful bougainvillea is prolific in the villages, flaming against the white houses.
Though even more common in Bent's time, quite a few people today still live in caves. In fact, the rooms of some of the hotels on the caldera's cliff face are caves cut into the sheer rock. Quaint yes, but the one we spent a night in traded comfort and space for that quaintness. An unequal trade in our view. One hundred thirty nine steep steps down the sheer face of the cliff to get to the hotel, and, therefore, another one hundred thirty nine up to get to the town.