Hydra, an International Artists’ Colony in Greece
Some of the nicest memories I have from the 80s’ when I was a child spending the summer in Greece, were the cruises we took to Hydra, probably the most peaceful island in the Saronic Gulf. Car-free, with no modern means of transportation allowed, this island, where you had to find your way around only on foot, by mule, through a water taxi or some other floating vehicle, was always most intriguing to me. I loved the sense of arrival to the port of Hydra, with the beautiful 18th century buildings greeting you. If you arrived early in the morning, colorful fisher boats with fruits, vegetables and certainly fresh fish were waiting for you right by the harbor. Once there, we were walking around the promenade and the small alleys in town eating really well at family -run taverns and browsing the little shops filled with handcrafted jewelry, artistic appliances and natural sponges that testified to the island’s once very active sponge diving tradition. And if you felt like a refreshing swim, it was either hiking to a rock from which you could access the crystal clear water or taking a little boat and finding a bay that suited your moods.