Images: Our Hike's Destination - Mountain Monastery; We Made It! - Atop the Monastery Wall; JL Dune Buggy; Sunset from the Odysseus, Our Hotel Folegandros continues its campaign for “Best Island of the Trip 2011”
We have met and enjoyed the company of more people here than on any other stop to date: Kim, Mair, Gianni, Dmitri, Andreas, Rod, Christie, llan, Karen – all the sort you would be happy to introduce to your best friend.
We have been treated to a Christening Feast by Gianni, sampled the wares at an ouzerie with Dmitri, swapped travel stories with Rod and Christie from San Francisco, sung “Hotel California” with Kim and Mair, shared an ouzo at sunset with Allen and Karen from Australia and had our dinner bill picked up by Andreas.
Every day we have a different adventure, whether climbing a mountain to a small church at its peak, or renting a dune buggy to tackle some off-roading. Technically speaking it might still be called a road in Folegandros, but the 401 it ain't. At night we try a different taverna, or revisit a favourite where we were invited to play guitar.
Our hotel has dramatic views of plunging cliffs and terraced hillsides splashed with colour from the anhydrous flowering shrubs that cling to the volcanic soil. The cliffs stage some of the most spectacular sunsets we have seen on this trip.
We will be sad to leave Folegandros, but we know that Sifnos awaits.
We have met and enjoyed the company of more people here than on any other stop to date: Kim, Mair, Gianni, Dmitri, Andreas, Rod, Christie, llan, Karen – all the sort you would be happy to introduce to your best friend.
We have been treated to a Christening Feast by Gianni, sampled the wares at an ouzerie with Dmitri, swapped travel stories with Rod and Christie from San Francisco, sung “Hotel California” with Kim and Mair, shared an ouzo at sunset with Allen and Karen from Australia and had our dinner bill picked up by Andreas.
Every day we have a different adventure, whether climbing a mountain to a small church at its peak, or renting a dune buggy to tackle some off-roading. Technically speaking it might still be called a road in Folegandros, but the 401 it ain't. At night we try a different taverna, or revisit a favourite where we were invited to play guitar.
Our hotel has dramatic views of plunging cliffs and terraced hillsides splashed with colour from the anhydrous flowering shrubs that cling to the volcanic soil. The cliffs stage some of the most spectacular sunsets we have seen on this trip.
We will be sad to leave Folegandros, but we know that Sifnos awaits.
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