From Sigri to Mytilene Lesvos: A Weekend of Wandering
A slow weekend in Mytilene, shaped by local buses, walks through villages, thermal landscapes and moments of everyday island life that quietly draw you in.
A slow weekend in Mytilene, shaped by local buses, walks through villages, thermal landscapes and moments of everyday island life that quietly draw you in.
On the far western edge of Lesvos, Sigri revealed itself slowly. Over four peaceful nights, wandering volcanic landscapes, exploring the Petrified Forest and settling into village life, Sigri became a place of stillness rather than spectacle.
After further reflection, I realised that Skala Eresou had given me the space to rest, recalibrate, and the time to figure out the direction of travel — literally — and in that sense, it was mission accomplished. It was now time to move on, and I decided to head north-west to Sigri, drawn by the quiet contrasts and small curiosities that make Lesvos such a rewarding island to explore.
A slow, reflective walk through Mytilini — its harbour, architecture, monuments and hidden corners — taken at a moment of transition before deciding what comes next on Lesvos.
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.
When I first planned this trip, I had no real idea what kind of a trip it would be – how does anyone know beforehand how a trip will turn out. As it happened, this was probably the best trip that I’ve done to date! I had kept things quite ‘loose’ because travelling out of…
After my trip to Plomari I was shattered. I manage to drag myself around the corner to Kalderimi for a ‘dine and a wine’ before heading back. I hit the hay hoping for a good night’s sleep. All was well until around midnight when I was woken by the sound of “thump thump thump” from…
My seven days at Eleni Apartments set amongst the olive groves in Molyvos has come to an end. My host Christos had kindly offered to open up one of the ground floor apartments to store my suitcase overnight. This would save me carrying it down the flight of steps myself. I thank him for his…
Not long after leaving Eftalou hot springs, Thanassis the taxi drive appears in the distance. Still the only car on the road which makes it very easy for me to spot him but more importantly for him to spot me. It is only a 10-15 minute ride to Petra and Thanassis drops me along the…
My walk from Molyvos to the hot springs at Eftalou turned into one of those simple, memorable travel days. Autumn crocuses, empty roads, a sleeping hammam cat, boiling hot waters and the Turkish mainland shimmering just across the strait. A gentle, restorative day that reminded me why slow travel is often the best kind.
I am woken this morning with the sun streaming in through the lightweight curtains. The temperature had definitely dropped last night and I had to bring out the extra blanket. Last night wasn’t the best nights sleep due to the sprung mattress. Honestly once you’ve ‘gone memory foam’ nothing else will ever compare! A comfortable…