A couple of villages on from Perissa, where I lived,  is the red beach. And it is red, ruby red, the water an unbelievable colour in contrast. Akrotiri is the village that plays home to this semi circle of vibrant colour (and, more often than not, gusty winds) and it’s a peaceful little place, catering to a quieter tourist than other villages. It’s also home to ancient ruins which have been closed for safety reasons (and, dare I  be presumptuous as to say) maintenance issues.

The waterfront of Akrotiri is one of my favourite spots on the island. It’s tiny. There are several restaurants, all jostling next to one another, and a little pier. Pick a taverna, order a caraffe of wine and gaze.