Exploring Lesvos: Plomari, Agiasos and a Last Night at Fat Jimmy’s
A gentle two-day travelogue on Lesvos, taking in Plomari’s ouzo heritage, the mountain village of Agiasos and a memorable last night of music and dancing in Mytilini.
A gentle two-day travelogue on Lesvos, taking in Plomari’s ouzo heritage, the mountain village of Agiasos and a memorable last night of music and dancing in Mytilini.
A sunrise-to-sunset journey carrying us from Imbros to Lesvos via Kabatepe, Çanakkale and Ayvalık, ending with sunset in Mytilene and dinner at Laïkó Kafeneion — a day of ferries, landscapes, mishaps and that unmistakable feeling of being Hellas-bound.
High above the northern coast of Gökçeada sits Eski Bademli, a village that truly earns its nickname as the balcony of the island. From its terrace-like lanes, the views stretch across the valley to Kaleköy and out towards the hazy outline of Samothrace. Wandering through the narrow backstreets — once the heart of the old Stenáda quarter — we found stone houses, a quiet square, and a sense of place shaped as much by memory as by landscape. It’s a village that reveals itself slowly: a glimpse of history here, a story shared over coffee there, all framed by that extraordinary Aegean panorama.
A spectacular Turkish breakfast set the tone for a day exploring Gökçeada — from hilltop ruins and rural villages to the island’s salt lake and Kefalos Beach. A first glimpse into an island with far more layers than we expected.
What began as a straightforward trip from Bozcaada to Gökçeada quickly became an obstacle course of ferries, buses, vanished timetables and a few strangers who clearly understood the system better than we did. Somehow, we made it — and the anticipation carried us the whole way.
Sunday on Bozcaada began with church bells drifting across the rooftop terrace — the first sign that the island’s tiny Greek Orthodox community still gathers here. From there we explored the vast Ottoman castle, uncovered myths of Tenes, climbed to the windmills and ended the day with a ten-wine tasting. A perfect blend of history, stories and island wandering.
A slow, sun-soaked day on Bozcaada with a breakfast feast, a curious little monastery, the golden sands of Ayazma Beach and a relaxed wander through the village.
A travel diary of the Çanakkale to Bozcaada ferry journey: buses, crossing, castle & village lanes on the Turkish-Aegean island that echoes Greece.
A walk through Çanakkale’s old town and harbour leads to a short ferry crossing to Kilitbahir, where Ottoman forts and Gallipoli memorials line the Dardanelles.
This post continues a visit to Ancient Troy, moving beyond the Trojan Horse to explore the archaeological site and its many layers of history. It forms part of a wider journey across the Aegean.
A visit to Ancient Troy exploring myth, history and first impressions of one of the world’s most legendary archaeological sites.
Trying to leave Marmara Adası and reach Çanakkale turns into a lesson in uncertain ferry schedules, guesswork and how travel really works in this part of Turkey.