“Come this way, honored Odysseus, great glory of the Achaians, and stay your ship, so that you can listen here to our singing; for no one else has ever sailed past this place in his black ship until he has listened to the honey-sweet voice that issues from our lips.”
So many people have asked if I have ‘post-holiday-blues’. Ummm NO! I’m too busy being appreciative for the amazing experiences and memories to keep. I guess that’s the funny thing about a positive mindset ✨
Paros is an underrated gem amongst the Cyclades. Just a short ferry ride away from Mykonos, Paros possesses a dreamy quality. The beach clubs are nowhere near as luxurious as those in Mykonos, but Martselo beach offers crystal clear water, sun beds, and umbrellas where you can crack open a book and get lost for the day.
In the morning, we had breakfast near our hotel in Parikia, surrounded by older Greek men passionately discussing what I think to be politics over coffee. At night, we roamed amidst the classic white buildings in Parikia town, or hopped on a bus to the larger Naoussa, where the nightlife is bright and lively.
Aside from its unapologetic authenticity, what sets Paros apart for me is the dining - the food, the drinks, the atmosphere. I first went to Bebop in Parikia for cocktails over 4 years ago, and had to return for their aromatic concoctions. In Naoussa, Giacomo, a prosecco bar, was a favourite. Barbarossa, an infamous spot, becomes a party late into the night. We also tried Henri G for traditional Mediterranean cuisine, with a dash of French inspiration (thank you @aliprantisvas for the recommendation). Paros is one of those places where I never fail to have a “I can’t believe I’m leaving” moment - that intense instance where you think about just missing your flight. Over 25 years ago, my parents lived here and my mom was pregnant with me - it’s no wonder being there always feels like I’m discovering a part of me.
Oia, en Santorini (Grecia), es probablemente uno de los pueblos más bonitos de Europa y también uno de los más masificados. Especialmente al atardecer, cuando cientos y cientos de personas se amontonan en su calle principal para contemplar el famoso "sunset". En las fotos puede parecer que hay callejuelas vacías por entre las casas de la ladera, pero en realidad se trata de accesos privados a exclusivas villas y apartamentos de lujo. Todos los turistas se apelotonan en la misma calle y se forman colas para realizar las fotos más codiciadas. Si esto es así a finales de septiembre, no quiero imaginar en pleno verano #apuntesEgeo