I have recently spent a week on the Greek island of Lesvos. I spent three days in the island’s capital, Mytileni and saw first-hand the misery of the refugees who are stuck there. One in particular, who was staying in the Liminaki apartments where we first stayed, simply spent his days staring at a wall. His depression was obvious, and I was curious about the wall-staring as the rest of the town is full of amazing architecture. The wall was just an ordinary garden wall with no obvious attractions.
One evening we got back to the apartment and found ourselves confronted by an awful stench. That was our last evening there.
We past the refugee camp in Moria a few times and decided to go somewhere well away from the city. We are usually lucky with hotels and we found one with a private beach in Skala Mistegnon. It was very peaceful and thee was really no need to go anywhere. The taverna was good and we could have fish and seafood or meat. Clearly it was popular with the locals as at the weekend it was full.
There was the octopus hanging on the washing line in the hotel garden and it was clear the the vegetables were home grown and fresh. As was the octopus!
The views from the hotel were fabulous, and with the waves lapping gently on the shore, it was a very peaceful haven after the bustle of Mytilene.
It was so quiet, even when the taverna was full, thanks to the double-glazing. Well worth visiting, whether you choose to stay at the hotel or just eat in the taverna. It was the beginning of October when we were there, but the temperatures were good, and it only rained in the morning of the day we left the island.
It was tempting to stay for longer, but Athens was calling and work! We have to earn a living in order to be able to travel! Sad but true. So here I am, back in Athens and wishing I was on an island – not any one if particular- they all have their own charm!