Chalk and clay, astounding eroded rock formations. No campsite here at all, but free camping on the beach. Very much quieter here than the other islands, and we are having to practise our Greek.We’re spending the morning wandering through the old Chorio: tiny winding streets (to confuse invaders) with typical Cycladic patterns painted on the concrete. A few gift shops, but mass tourism has yet to hit this island. The church is full of images of saints, stained glass windows and starry ceilings. Wonderful bakeries.
The wind is relentless, but we had the tent securely anchored at least last night, so all slept better.