Wait! Don’t start yet! Put some –appropriate- music on first! After Folegandros, our island hopping journey led us to the enchanting world of Milos, an island that does not look like any other in the Cyclades. It’s like a magical land, where the Goddess Aphrodite herself
This year’s holidays with my girlfriends at Koufonisia were set for late July. A reservation, made long before the referendum, the capital controls and the gray cloud of uncertainty swelled over our heads on the usually blue Attic sky.