On most mornings we were woken by the sound of the gentle, yet slightly irregular rhythm of the lapping waves. Now in our beachfront room, we would open the bright blue painted shutters to the startling sunlight causing us to shelter our fragile morning eyes. Ladies in wide-brimmed hats are already taking an early morning…
The final destination of our trip will be Pserimos. To get there from Lipsi will require an overnight stay on Kalymnos – Pothia the port town in fact. The first time that I visited Kalymnos (over 20 years ago) was a short stay in Pothia whilst waiting for a boat to Astypalea. The weather had…
Our 8 days and nights on Lipsi have gone by so quickly. Towards the end of our stay, we decided to re-visit Platis Gialos Beach this time travelling by taxi where we were able to enjoy it without the trauma of hire car incidents! This really is a special beach. It is almost away from…
Before we arrived on Lipsi we had already decided that we were going to book the boat trip on the Rena. Casting my mind back to my last visit to Lipsi in 2004, I have a vague recollection of doing a similar boat trip however, I know that it definitely didn’t call into Arki. Maybe…
During our first few days on Lipsi, we were able to venture out in the evenings once the temperatures had dropped (by at least a few degrees!). I attempted to retrace my steps from 2004 by finding places that matched up with the small clutch of photographs I had from that trip. It was like…
I usually blog as I go along. That’s very easy to do whilst travelling solo and quite an indulgence. However, as I’m on holiday with my nearest and dearest, I try to take a few handwritten notes instead. Looking at my notebook, there aren’t many entries for the first four days of our stay on…
I’m itching to get off the boat and see Lipsi, desperate to see if anything with familiarity from my last visit 19 years ago. On the deck, our luggage is all lined up ready for disembarkation. The crew really want as quick a turnaround as possible. As we spill out onto the quayside, my eyes…
Our flight from Manchester to Kos was rather non-eventful, albeit slightly delayed due to air traffic control issues – whatever that may mean. Well, I say non-eventful. Just as Peter and I arrived at the front of the Speedy Boarding queue, Stavros my obstreperous gallbladder, (who had been very well-behaved of late), decided to throw…
So begins my next Greek Oddity. This isn’t going to be an exploration of off-the-beaten-track islands or crazy itineraries dashing from one region of Greece to another. This trip is all about revisiting some islands from the past. A very tame and short affair – just two weeks and one where I am delighted to…