Donoussa, the “vibrating” island, for a reason:it is the most decentered, off-the-way and the beaten track island of the so-called “Small Cyclades” (meaning the small satellite islands of Naxos, the metropolis: Koufonissia, Schoinoussa, Irakleia and Donoussa), hit pitilessly by the winds . Access is hard, and this was the only island of the Cyclades that I had never been able to visit until this year, when I finally got lucky! At the time of our visit, Greece was hit by an unbelievable front of excruciate weather, with rains, hurricanes, disasters and drownings. But not Donoussa, remotely (in)different in all senses! Life went on as usual, with nothing happening: just turquoise waters, fine sand, a blinding, relentless sun and a rather hippy-ish kind of folks that did not seem to be in a hurry to leave.

This island is best avoided if you are looking for glamour, activities, cutural events and even a tiny little nightlife. Donoussa has remained mostly as the Cyclades were in the eighties. There is just one road, a peripheral asphalt street that goes by beaches so immaculate you will want to swim in every one of them. At the end of the road -meaning: at the end of nowhere, really-, on your right, have a look at the “Yoga tent”. I can't think of better scenery for that purpose!
Travelling with the local, historical “Skopelitis” liner is of course the best way to get there once you hit Amorgos or Naxos. At least if you don’t get sea sick, or have taken a Travel gum! Now, don’t think even remotely that this is the boat we used to take back in the real hippie era! The original Skopelitis was rusty, slow, unstable, stinking and somehow always packed with people in a way that nowadays would seem inacceptable...  But it was an experience, and at the same time, the only choice.  

All good things come to an end, and this was it for summer 2016.

Και του χρόνου!