I recently rode a donkey in Santorini. Judge away. This may seem silly and touristy, but I LOVE donkeys. Maybe it is because I laugh like one. Or because, on numerous occasions, a certain part of my anatomy has been referred to as one. (Anyone remember the 69 Boyz?).
On the trip down (and the back up) the stairs connecting Fira to the old port, I was able to enjoy a few moments on the back of two of these glorious steeds. From my perch, I pondered a few things that I think we could stand to learn from donkeys:
Slow and steady doesn’t get you anywhere, except slowly and steadily walking up and down the same damn stairs. Run like hell. It may get you into trouble at some point down the road, but only if they can catch you.
It can be scary when you feel like you are speeding (down a very steep incline) towards an unknown destination, but if you hold on and try to enjoy the ride, it will be worth it in the end.
It’s good to have friends who you can count on to help you when you are feeling overwhelmed by the load on your shoulders.
Don’t be a follower – followers just get crapped on. (Literally. I am not sure what on Earth they were feeding these donkeys, but watch your step on those stairs!)
Finally, a message from the donkeys themselves: This worldwide obesity epidemic is no joke. Go to the gym, people!
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