Susan and I arrived in Venice on a late October afternoon. That evening we walked for miles, frequently veering off our intended path, but eventually finding our way pell-mell through the maze of dark alleys, endless bridges and narrow canals reflecting eerie shadows from the "street" lights above. The following day we dodged tourists at Doge's Palace, then joined the mass of humanity assembled in St. Mark's Square. That afternoon we settled into our floating hotel, the Oceania's Riviera, for the next ten days.

The clouds which had hung over Venice soon dissipated, revealing the blue waters of the Aegean Sea - cobalt blue, sky blue, turquoise blue, blue-green - well, you get the picture! Each day brought a different port-of-call: the walled city of Dubrovnik, the steep rocky mountains of Montenegro, the island of Corfu, Mystras, the last Byzantine stronghold, the Minoan and Byzantine villages of Crete, Ephesus, the world's most impressive archaeological site, the whitewashed blue-domed hilltop towns of Oia and Fira in Santorini, the uninhabited island of Delos, the birthplace of Apollo, and finally Mykonos, whose winding streets led to one amazing vista after another.

The seaports of the Aegean are a photographers dream come true. It is hard to make a bad picture. This is a collection of 100 of my favorite photographs. These images will always evoke vivid memories for me and Susan. I hope they will do the same for you.

NWH
2012