Sometimes you're just minding your own business and a trip jumps out at you. That seemed to be the case with this one... our fist family visit to Tinos! Aleko had indicated a possible trip but things had come and gone and we hadn't really put things together. But, with one swift move, Natalia and Aleko worked their magic and we were off!
Four days in windy, mountainous, beautiful Tinos! It was that wild Cycladean feel with a whole lotta dry wind flying through our hair. And it was good that it was windy because it meant that we had to keep moving, from one beach to the next village and from one place to another, in our attempt to enjoy the place without much wind. Depending on the day the wind came from different places and so we were delighted to see pretty much the entire island! With it's beautiful small hamlets and fantastic beaches we were impressed with every turn of the meandering roads around the island. Each village was well kept, well maintained, white washed and friendly.
One such little side trip took us to Borax, a small town nestled in the mountainsides where large boulders are scattered throughout the area. We were told that it was unique (shared only with another place in Mexico) and so it was. To make things even better the town has an array of local craftsmen working away as we walked through the village. Where the houses were unused they were still helpful.... with the verses of greek songs and poems written throughout the village. One such doorway hosted the words of Cavity's "Ithaca" after which this blog is named. Of course we HAD to stand in front of the doorway, eight years after the original blog post, to commemorate a full life whose journey has been spectacular and wonderful!
