Island Missives

I leave for the island tomorrow evening and so it is, that I shall likely pen the next ABL post, sweating in a beachside cafe, supping on a sweet frappe caraffe of white wine. Somebody has to do it. I will sweat for you, I will sweat for you all.

This will be my fourth time back on the island and my third time flinging beer and fruity cocktails at burnt tourists, to fund my summer months spent prone on black sand, or whizzing about on a quad bike, then running back to my laptop and writing it all up. I have, therefore, a vague understanding of the sleepy little volcanic island, and the specific type of dramedy it can produce by virtue of its size and gossip adoring inhabitants.

With this in mind, I’d like to ask you what kinds of  stories you’d like to hear. Or, more precisely, what missives you want posted from the island. Do you want to know where to eat and drink or how I wound up sleeping on a roof top with nothing but a beach towel for company? Do you want to be kept abreast of colourful local characters (perhaps a photo and an accompanying, snappy profile) and the cinematic drama that involves them, or the best hidden spots to cliff-jump, sun-bathe and watch the sun set (or rise, depending on your stamina). Or do you want all of it?

I’ve written at length about this place, for numerous publications, this island I pull so much joy and balance and life from. And I am going to continue. Now, I’d like to know what you want to read about.

Please. Tell me.

6 Replies to “Island Missives”

  1. All of it! But particularly the minutae of everyday life on the island – the people you interact with and so on. Not just the adventures that stand out. And an idea about why, indeed, a beach with black sand calls you when summer rolls around.

    1. Haaaaa, it’s good for my feet, Tighe! The black sand is very exfoliating … I mean, I could go to a white sand beach, but WHO DOES THAT? Agree re: the everyday minutae of island life … most of the time, that’s where the truly interesting lies. And, of course, I’ll keep you posted on my hunt for the perfect moussaka …

  2. Ich bin sehr eifersuechtig! Ugh, I would kill to head back to Santorini this summer – it really is a little bit of paradise.

    I would love to hear about the locals you come across – how they came to be on the island, what they do during the off season, funny mannerisms. And of course, the gossip. Greeks on a small island = amazing gossip I’m sure!

    Have a frappe for me on the beach!

    1. Wonderful! I will keep an eye out for him. But Soul Bar is no longer, unfortunately, the owners relocated to Rodos. But I will find Dimitri!

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