In a preparation for the sunset we thought to take a trip to the known church on the north coastline of Santorini. While walking along a field of sunrise tomatoes the coarse voice of a farmer stopped us. He gave us a plastic bag and offered us to collect as many tomatoes as we wanted. Gro Bente gave him a hug and he laughed so much and gave us two huge banana-shaped melons that smelled so ripe.
We climbed the steps to the church and drove back to the apartment to watch the sun dip into the sea.