The weeks leading up to the trip, I spent a lot of time on Pinterest looking at the white washed villages found across the many islands, sprinkled throughout the Aegean Sea.
Santorini was a must, the calendelbra views looked absolutely spectacular! For the second I chose Naxos, two key reasons, family friendly and soft sand beaches.
We took one of the slower ferries over from Athens. It was an easy and comfortable journey, I had packed a travel version of Connect Four, which kept the kids entertained. Upon arriving to the port, we were picked up by our AirBnB host and taken to her lovely apartment, within excellent proximity to both Naxos Town and the beach.
Naxos to me is utterly romantic and whimsical. It fulfilled all my Greek Island dreams – vibrant magenta bougainvillea, stacked gleaming white neighborhoods to get lost amongst, cats, beaches and simplicity. Our days were mainly spent at the beach, while the evenings would find us strolling through the white washed corridors, where around certain bends we would stumble upon an art gallery, or boutique or a charming tavern restaurant nestled within the caves of the neighborhood.
I could of stayed in Naxos for a lot longer.
One morning, I awoke early to get some fruit for our breakfast, and on my walk was taken back to my time spent in Thailand. I had spent over a month on this one particular island and during that time had established some routines, some normalcy. For some reason this particular walk to the market, brought back memories of my short-lived Thai life. That feeling of being on an island, surrounded by sea, of a slower pace of living, of just being in the moment. That feeling of knowing you are somewhere foreign, yet feeling at home.