Change

Here on Sifnos I like to sit in the square of Apollonia or on the rocks at the end of the port in Kamares and watch the world (and cats) go by. The sights at the square seem to center on all things local. People running into the pharmacy, or grabbing a spanikopita at the bakery, or slowly sipping bitter Greek coffee under the grape arbor of Lakis, one of the oldest kafeneio on the island. The port here on Sifnos is a bit more international. When the ferry ship booms its horn, people press against each other and things change. A cluster of taxis … Read more