There is a door at the top of the old town that is exactly the red I had on. I would like to tell you I planned it. I did not. I got dressed in a dark room at eleven…
Everything Here Is White Except the Doors – Mykonos
The Light Here Does Half the Work – Mykonos
I was supposed to go to Delos today. I did not go to Delos. I have been telling people for three days that Delos is the reason I came, and when I said it, it was true. There is a…
The Last Warm Days of Mykonos
The ferry from Santorini takes a little under three hours, and the wind arrives before the island does. You feel it first as a change in the boat. Then everybody standing outside stops trying to hold their hair down and…
Santorini – The Village At Noon In Megalochori
We only meant to stay one day. The plan was a single afternoon and then the road back. Then the team found a villa two streets from the square, nobody made a serious case for leaving, and by evening it…
Santorini – Blue Hour in Megalochori
It is six in the morning in Megalochori, and the light has not decided what it is going to do yet. The houses are not white at this hour. They are the colour of skimmed milk, and the shadows between…
The Band They Started by Accident – Corfu
I heard the clarinet before I knew where it was coming from. Not music exactly. Scales. Up, down, then up again. Somewhere above me, a child was getting almost to the same place each time and tightening up just before…
