Kastro

We've stepped back in time while staying in the quaint cliff-top village of Kastro on the Greek island of Sifnos.



Ediza jumped on a donkey that wandered by our front door the other day.

Here Ediza is on the ground level of the amazing house we stayed in.


A ladder brings you up to this charming middle floor.


Another ladder takes you up higher to the bedroom. This was the view from our bed. Out those doors is a tiny balcony where, at night, you can see the moon light up the sea and you can hear romantic music drift down the alleyways.


Kastro is classic Greece at its best with brilliant white buildings that shine against a bright blue sky and narrow stone walkways that zig-zag like a maze.




"This is the most beautiful place I've ever been," Amber kept saying as we went on a walk exploring the village.

Next door to where we stayed was a bakery and just down from there was a cool cafe with some great lounge areas.


Follow another path away from there and you come out to this church perched high atop a cliff.


Take yet another path down from there, among fragrant wildflowers and butterflies, and you get to this turquoise-colored swimming hole in the Aegean Sea.


We went swimming there and had to seek shelter from the blazing sun in this little cave area. (Airport security in Beijing had confiscated our sunscreen, but we made sure Ediza Rose was protected).


Amber and Ediza took time to blow some dandelions, probably wishing we never had to leave this place.