The Greek island Kastellorizo is a small island that can be reached from Kaş in about 20 minutes. It is a beautiful, small, postcard place with clear turquoise waters. Although I have been in Kas before it had never appeared to me to pass to this Greek island and I give it a try this time. The boats depart at 10 A.M. in the morning and you need to advise the Police a day before since they register your passport (and yes Turkish citizens need a Schengen Visa even if it’s a day trip). You can...

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The night has fallen, on our wooden banks we raise our heads to catch the shooting stars, around us are the olive and pine trees, while we listen to the 17th century Italian music sang by opera singers on the stage everything is just in perfect harmony to make this night special. The concert named Hortus Conclusus takes the 17the century Italian baroque music when a group of musicians asked what was the core of music, the part that was unchangeable and eternal to music art and interprets it...

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The night has fallen, on our wooden banks we raise our heads to catch the shooting stars, around us are the olive and pine trees, while we listen to the 17th century Italian music sang by opera singers on the stage everything is just in perfect harmony to make this night special. The concert named Hortus Conclusus takes the 17the century Italian baroque music when a group of musicians asked what was the core of music, the part that was unchangeable and eternal to music art and interprets it...

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‘Just like a movie set’, do you remember places which made you say these words? I can say I truly felt this way when I was visiting the mountain villages of Chios. Stone houses and stone walls with narrow cobblestone streets, a village square where cats sleep under trees washed by afternoon sunshine, elderly locals converse each other on a bank, the smell of jasmine flowers, when I stop for a coffee in Vessa on my way to Lithi after a couple of days in the island the feeling I had was...

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An island is an island. Right after you cross from the Turkish side to Chios, even if it’s a short journey, your days start being shaped by a different rhythm. The time extends between the villages and beaches; you look at the watch think what you’re doing at this hour in the city and compare your activities here in the island and you realize time slows by, the bell tolls and it sounds like a different time from the digital one.So that’s how I spent the days in Chios, from one beach to a...

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