A young lady taxi driver picks me up at he Daidalos Hotel. Together we managed to heave my suitcase into the boot. The conversation begins with her asking me if this is my first time on Ikaria to which I reply that I had stayed in Therma a few years ago. “Ah, so now you…
Where did those five days go? It’s as if they have disappeared on the gust of wind that whips around the Armenistis coastline causing those big rollers to smash onto the shore. The wind is a curious thing. From my balcony at the Daidalos Hotel, I have a view over a small swimming pool which…
I set off for the curvaceous lady statue by the beach with large wedges of freshly baked apple caked in hand from Filipos and Mariana. There are several of us from the Oinoi hotel going on the island excursion. Dolihi Tours alternate their tours for those staying in the Agios Kyrikos/Therma locations OR those staying…