Not a travel guide.
An island lived every year.

An island that isn't understood right away

The first time I arrived in Karpathos it was almost by chance. I was looking for something different, far from the most beaten tourist trails.

There I found an island that isn't understood right away, that takes time, that gives you more the more you get to know it. Since then I've come back every year, often several times. I've walked the trails on foot, swum at almost every beach, driven along roads that never end, eaten in taverns where there wasn't even a menu in English.

Everything I write about on this blog — and on karpathosconale.com, and in the Kmap app — comes from that first-hand experience. Not from travel guides, not from press trips, not from algorithms.