The next morning, as I leave Akri Bay, I notice that countless other yachts (with everything and everyone you could possibly want on board) are anchored in the countless bays along the coast and near small, uninhabited islands – yes, it’s a fantastic area here, especially the clear water, which is literally calling out to me: come visit me, take a dip!
Levtaris and Mirada recommended that I visit the nearby island of Patmos – a huge harbour awaits me. An expensive island, as it soon turns out: property prices here are among the highest in the world. A yacht in the harbour and a villa on the hillside… Why not? The luxury lies in the fact that this island has excellent infrastructure but no airport. No noise, no mass tourism, lots of quality of life. Those who come here take the ferry. Or their own yacht. Like Janis and Natascha, who have been coming here from Athens every summer for 40 years. They are moored next to my ArgoFram and give me tips… Once again, I follow their advice and am rewarded with great experiences: But instead of a taxi, I rent an e-bike and ride it up to St. John’s Monastery. It towers majestically over the island – I am here because John “experienced” the Apocalypse here and put it down on paper. A bizarre text that, for whatever reason, found its way into the Bible. That is why Patmos is still visited by countless pilgrims as a “holy island” to this day.
I sit down in the shade by the monastery walls, look out over this lively island, read everything about this Apocalypse on my mobile phone, watch the sun go down and return to the harbour at breakneck speed. Tomorrow I’ll continue on to the neighbouring island of Lipsi, recommended by Janis and Natascha. Short hops, great summer feeling.