Hydra Town, Hydra

#summervacay Hydra has no cars—just donkeys, stone mansions, and winding steps. I arrived by ferry and instantly felt like I’d stepped into a romantic novel. Artists sketching on benches, cats napping in sunbeams, and the occasional clink of coffee cups echoing through the alleys. I wandered, got lost, and loved every second. Watching the sun dip behind yachts at the harbor, with the sky painted in pastels, was one of the most peaceful evenings I’ve had.