When in Greece...

After over a year of preparation... it was finally time. Whitney and I were ready to head to London to meet up with Erika and Josh and Julie. We found plane tickets for amazingly cheap prices on a new little airline called Iceland Express. Sure neither of us had ever heard of the airline, but Iceland seems fancy, so surely this was going to be a positive experience. And the tickets were so cheap, nothing could be THAT bad, right? I'm gonna let you judge from the below picture as to the quality of this airline...

I don't know if you can see it too clearly, but it says "The Final Frontier World Tour 2011". What you can't see is the terrifying picture of a bloody skull on the wing. Is it just me or is "final tour" something you don't want to see painted on your plane? Apparently some Icelandic band had used this plane for their tour and then passed it along to Iceland Express? Not sure. Crazy Icelanders. I'll spare you the boring details-- but in summary I'm just gonna suggest that you should never fly on Iceland Express if you care at all about having long-term feeling in your knees.

Whitney and I at Newark during one of the four two-hour delays. Hooray for traveling!

Our Icelandic snacks. We thought we'd be adventurous and try and Icelandic candy bar. It had a secret strip of licorice inside. SICK. Tricky, Iceland... Tricky.

We spent the first and last weekends of the trip in London. Apparently we didn't take any pictures the first weekend because it was all rainy and we spent our time eating, drinking, and playing Outburst and the Wii. It was awesome. I'm sure you can make your own mental pictures. The second weekend we went to Hampton Court Palace which was one of King Henry VIII's main palaces. It was pretty awesome, complete with a hedge maze.

Awesome poses run in the family.

Julie made a new friend.

Being regal.

Lovely fountain.

Ominous clouds- threatening to ruin our fun.

So gangster.

Scared in the hedge maze.

Lost in the hedge maze.

Josh gave us directives during one of our photo shoots-- I believe this one was... Egyptian? All I know is Erika created that turban in NO time.

Crashing on a roller coaster? Just on a roller coaster? We should have held up cue cards.

Singing in a choir.

Josh ran out of instructions.

From Monday to Friday on our trip, Erika, Whitney and I ventured to the island of Corfu in Greece. We had our own little villa with a private pool on the beach... it was amazing. And shockingly cheap! Seriously-- everyone should go there. Our trip was filled with going to the beach, eating awesome Greek food, driving/risking our lives on the tiny mountain roads, and applying sunscreen on the hour (okay that was mainly just me). It was awesome. Here are some of the highlights...

We took a really cool boat tour around one of the areas called Paleokastrista (prob spelled that wrong). I took about 15 pictures trying to get that flag perfectly in the wind-- I settled for this shot. What? I'm not a photographer!

On the boat tour.

The water was so BLUE! And Whitney's glasses are so PINK.

The water was like 3 degrees. Erika and I got in up to our waists and then lost all feeling and retreated to the chairs. Whitney bought some goggles and swam out into the deep. She's basically a fish.

Apparently this is our standard pose. I blame T-High.

That's my new summer home on the left. Nothing flashy.

Hanging out in Corfu town. After we spent a good hour searching for the alleged Starbucks that was said to be on the island. There's not one. Don't look for it. And don't ask the natives about it- they'll judge you.

Mountain of Greek snacks.

This is how we spent 75% of our time. No, I still did not get a tan.

Scary animated mannequins.

Cats consistently attacked us during meals.

Beautiful view of the west side of the island.

At the top of a mountain-- I'm not exactly sure this pose. Maybe I want Erika to catch me as I jump off a tiny stump but she's too busy posing for a sunglasses ad? It's really up to your own interpretation.

Me on top of a mountain.

We climbed an intense hill-- because we're so strong.

At the beginning of the hill...

Not sure if we were going to make it up the hill....

Recovering after the hill.

Delicious Greek salad.

Apparently Hellas means Greece in Greek. Who knew?

Our neighborhood beach.

Whitney's personal photo shoot.

So full of love.

We had lots of photo shoots.

Beautiful Sunset.

Overall, this trip was amazing. It flew by and I was beyond depressed to leave but I was so thankful to have been able to go and spend this time with people I love :) Aaaaaand I can't wait to go back again someday! Consider this another opportunity to send donations for the "Sara Likes to Travel" fund.