There is always a bustle on the pier around eight o’clock on Monday and Wednesday mornings. Paleohóra is described by guidebook writers as being "the sort of place where nothing much happens." That's true, but the departure of the twice weekly boat to Gavdos always occasions a little flurry of activity as bicycles, groceries and the mailbags are carried aboard the Samaria. She's not a ship that will win any prizes for beauty, but no-one in Gavdos worries on that count. The main thing is that the Samaria brings the supplies upon which one of Europe's remotest island communities depends.
The last lepers
On the hills around Vrouhas, giant wind turbines are ambassadors of modernity. Their blades lazily crest the Mediterranean breeze, each languid loop mocking the ancient stone windmills that cluster on the slopes below. The turbines provoke, so ...