I went to Paros for the first time 58 summers ago. My mother, her siblings and her parents grew up there. East Paros, Marpissa and Piso Livadi had no electricity, we lit with oil lamps, the inhabitants were farmers, stockbreeders and fishermen. On the beach of Piso Livadi, nets were spread to dry, where there… Continue reading The travel traffic in Paros is twice bigger than the island’s endurance
