We host travellers seeking a tranquil, romantic getaway in Serifos and we are grateful for their gestures of thanks giving. This is the most visceral and moving part along the way. Hospitality at it’s best.
Everyone, without a single exception, had a great laugh with my desire to build a small, stone built home and a detached guest-home in Serifos during early 1990s since brick is the easiest material for modern constructions. But it has happened as hoped. It was built by local artisans; with local stone. It was characterized as a prototype house for Cyclades and it was a low budget story that needed much tenacity and loads of personal labor. It has been more than 50 years since a stone house got built on the island, which is a rock in its entity.
More than 25 years ago, walking down the dirt road to Platis Gialos, I fell in love with Serifos: red soil and schist stones till the sea and in the shadow of the tamarisks, the flavors Nikoulias’ wife, the mother of many smiling daughters and sons had to offer. That same unforgettable autumn, I fell in love with a boulderstone in Rammos; some time later with