It was Sunday and the bells of the Church of the Assumption of the Theotokos wove their way through my bedroom window. The familiar three-times clang of the call to service served as the most unique alarm clock. I liked it. It brought a smile to my face. I’d slept well in my medieval bed…
When I think of Chios – I think of Masticha – the alcoholic drink that is. Ever since tasting it years ago I’ve really become accustomed to the sweet, aromatic taste of it. For the last couple of years when travelling to Greece we’ve treated ourselves to Masticha in the special edition bottles. If you’ve…
This is going to be a really quick post. This is my second trip from Chios Bus Station and I must say how helpful and friendly the staff are at the bus station. They remembered me from when I went to Anavatos and asked how I’d enjoyed it. It’s this kind of friendliness that makes…
On Chios there are two bus services. The Green Line that departs from Chios Bus Station close to the port and the Blue Line that is located next to the City Hall building just off the main square. So far I’ve only picked up a bus timetable for the Blue Green Line which serves the…
Well, I arrived on Psara at sunset and leave at sunrise – a fitting tribute to this beautiful island and also the trouper of a ship that is the Psara Glory. The wind really whipped up last night. I could hear the chairs on my patio being tumbled about. That doesn’t bode well for a…
Yeah I know that’s a really lame title but I’m chucking these posts out with a vengeance at the moment. I’m just snatching moments before I go to bed and if and when I wake up early in the morning. Today is my last full day on Psara. I head off to Chios in the…
I was thrilled when Diana told me she’d managed to arrange some trips for me. Google Translate, however, had given its own interpretation of the plan and somehow suggested I’d be escorted to the monastery and the Archaeological Park by a child. I wasn’t entirely convinced this was impossible on Psara. The “child” messaged to…
Thanks to yesterday’s message from my host Diana I now have two trips booked. Trips that would have been impossible on foot and now will enable me to see a bit more of the island. On Sunday I have a “child” taking me to the monastery in the North of the island and on Monday…
The day started with a walk. I had no particular destination in mind but wanted to head along the main road to see what I could see. As Psara was famous for its Thyme honey, I thought I might stumble across a local farm or smallholder selling it. After my daily visit to the charming…
I suspect that instead of a series of “dear diary” entries my next few posts may just become a bit of a brain dump. I have so much so say about this little island but only have limited time in which to get my thoughts down. There is wifi across the island but at times…
I arrived at my little studio on Psara as the blanket of dusk was pulled over the island. My host Diana showed me around the studio and swiftly departed as fast as she whipped me away from the ferry. The apartment is quite old school. Basic but clean and with everything that I will need…
It didn’t actually. I just wanted to be able to weave this photo into one of the posts! Sorry. Yesterday CaptainMargaritis drove me to the port. It was a windy day but the sun is back after the grey, overcast day we had the day before. The Psara Glory was a little late leaving Chios…
