We took the water taxi for a beautiful cruise to the island of Hydra.
This relatively small, less inhabited but majestic island is comprised of barren mountain peaks. The village center nestles at the port, an intimate crescent of restaurants and shops flanked by luxury yachts and steep passageways, along which the weary can hire a donkey ride.
We meandered along the small alleys, winding up the mountain side.
This year, we met with group of friends who live most of the year in nearby villages. We call this group the Barbunia Society.
Barbunia is the Greek (and Hebrew) name for Red Mullet, a small red fish which, when fried in olive oil for just a few minutes and eaten whole, head, tail and bones included (not by me!), accompanied by Tziporou (local 45% alcohol pomace brandy) and a plate of deep red Greek tomatoes, pretty much sums up the paradise that is Greece.
The fisherman who owns this Taverna also surprises us with other catches of the day, such as cuttlefish and even prawns .
The days frequently end with yet another magnificent boat trip back to Porto Helli, where we stayed.
Hope you too are enjoying the last days of summer!