I'll keep this short. Dianna and I took a ferry about three days ago, going from Leros backwards a little to the island of Lipsi (which is right in-between Patmos, where we were previously, and Leros). Lipsi epitomizes the slow, peaceful, timeless pace of (some of) the Greek islands. It would take at most fifteen minutes to drive from one end of the island to the other. From any high point you can see the Aegean Sea in multiple directions, including various other landmasses such as other Greek islands or else Turkey.
There's just one tiny town, also called Lipsi, that supposedly has about 900 residents. Both Dianna and I were wondering, where are they? At any time of morning, day or evening, it seemed like it was still siesta time, with only the occasional person wandering by. Eventually we discovered another part of the village with some more signs of life, and some new markets and stores that we hadn't found before. But wherever you go here life is definitely at a very slow pace. The most noise pollution that you're liable to hear is the clanging of goat and sheep bells, or perhaps an outspoken donkey.
So after three days of exploring the island's beaches, tiny churches and windswept scenery, we're moving on in the middle of the night, catching the 2 am ferry south. We'll be headed via Kos to another small island, Nisyros. And then from there it's yet to be determined.
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