my favorite playground is kalymnos.
there’s a feeling when you are exactly where you want to be.
coming to kalymnos as a rock climber is like discovering that heaven exists. it’s a little island off the coast of mainland greece and it might have the highest concentration of sport climbing routes anywhere in the world. the style of the rock climbing is varied but often very steep and three-dimensional. many times i have found myself in an ocean of stalactites sticking out from the rock walls wondering which way to face my body.
i love cats, especially one. her name is gaia, and she adopted us a few months ago. we cared for her, fed her, and had her neutered so she could live a life with less stress. in turn, she learned the sound of our scooter and would jump out of the bushes to say hi every time we returned home from climbing. a week ago, we found her on a mountainside with a compound fracture of her rear leg. gaia, now an amputee, is recovering in our apartment.
kalymnians like their greek food. everything is so fresh, you can hand pick grapes, oranges, olives, lemons, figs and clementines. in the spring you walk through fields of thyme and rosemary to get to the crags, and the aroma is released as the twigs break while you walk.
this place gives me deep peace.