A Sleepy Sundrenched Apathy

It is mind-numbingly hot on Symi today. Fingers stick to keyboards in our office and the only sound to rise from the cafeneion below is the clink of glasses and beer bottles – it is too hot for conversation. Time slows down on Symi on days like this and a sleepy sundrenched apathy settles over the island. There is little inclination to move very far or very fast.

The footpath up to the Cottage from the motor road.

Looking up the Kali Strata from the bar at the Corner. 

Yes, that is the Symi Dream shop and gallery on the right.

That little patch of blue peeping out between the buildings is a glimpse of the Hotel Fiona 

- a welcome first sight to those who decide to walk up the Kali Strata instead of taking a taxi.

A Glimpse of Visiting Turkish Gulets Between the Mansions of the Kali Strata

Today’s photographs were taken on my walk down to the office this morning and give something of the atmosphere of the island’s delightful architecture. It is striking how different Symi is to other islands – no blue-shuttered white sugar cubes here. Instead the faded terracottas and ochres of restored nineteenth century neo-classical houses glow gently in the early morning light.

Have a good week.

Regards,

Adriana