Amidst the island’s mountainous terrain, lay three stone cottages tightly nestled in the crest of Koukouvagia. The small set of structures resemble a prehistoric settlement, preserved in time and untouched by modernity, as they lie camouflaged in the mountain.
Since as long as I can remember, locals have ardently resisted any industrial development on the island of Kea. Up to this day, the island consists of a small port with few hotels and tourist shops.
I cannot help but notice distress and misery around me, in these times of political instability and economic uncertainty in Greece. I see it on the faces of people on the metro in the morning, on signs of stores “for sale” and on the homeless on the streets.