Milos - Adamantas - 9 - 10/10/2025
- Brett Sedgwick
- Nov 1
- 5 min read
Updated: 3 hours ago
Kalimera from the island of Milos in Greece,
After the epic “Festival of Sedge” i.e. my 50th birthday celebrations, we packed up the house, packed off the stragglers, packed the car and drove to Sarah’s in Newcastle. A quiet night ensured before we embarked on some epic travel.
· Newcastle to Sydney – 4 hours – including check-in
· Sydney to Singapore – 8.5 hours
· Singapore layover – 6 hours
· Singapore to Athens – 11.5 hours
· Athens layover (with delay) – 5 hours
· Athens to Milos – 1 hour – including taxi.
Total: 36 hours travel, 10 modes of transport, and we flew with the budget airline Scoot… pretty full on.
Anyway, we arrived at the very cute Tassoulla Rooms in the port city of Adamantas and there was no one there to greet us or let us in!! Apparently, between 3 pm and 5.30 pm is what they call “the quiet time” and the city shuts down – kind of like siesta, I guesta??
We found a room with the keys in the door and figured it was ours… and it was. The room was simple, yet awesome. A queen bed, ensuite, kitchenette and courtyard. Perfecto.
I found a great supermarket and stocked up on bottled water, fruit, beer etc, before we ventured out early, had a quick meal and went and crashed out for 11 hours straight. Boom.
The next day we had a chilled breakfast in the courtyard before we ventured to the port town where we are staying on Milos, called Adamantas.
Like a lot of touristy places that we have visited in our travels, most hubs don’t start getting active or opening until around 10 am, and Adamantas was no different. The next few hours saw us get our hire car – the tiny Opel Corsa – stock up on groceries for a few days, grab a map of the island and throw our beach gear into the car.
I went OK driving on the right-hand side of the road, and we made our way to a little pebbly beach called Paleochori.
We had our first swim in the Mediterranean before we jumped back in the toy car and made our way down windy-ass narrow streets and dirt roads before we arrived at the Insta – beauty fishing village of Klima. Each of the fishing shacks is now an Airbnb and are white with different coloured trim – check the pics. The garages below were for boats, not cars and apparently, they are partially submerged at high tide. Very cute.
By now we were starving and had lunch at Astakas Café Restaurant in Klima. We shared a Greek salad and octopus with fava bean puree. Absolutely top shelf. Best octopus I’ve ever had, tentacles down! We also made a pact to eat Greek salad every day while we are here.
We then drove through a tiny one-way town – Trypiti, I think – and I may or may not have clipped a moto with my side mirror, who knows - before we parked at the bottom of the old town of Plaka. This town is the highest point on Milos, and we spent the next few hours wandering through this beautiful, old, white and blue town.
This was a Greek stereotype of a town – flowering bougainvillea, churches, boutiques, bars with billion-dollar views. This joint had it all. We left before dark, as it was a bit of a trip hazard for these old geezers, and we wanted to book a sailing trip around the island before the place shut for the night.
We spoke to the good folk at Thalassitra Sailing, and yes, there were spots on tomorrow’s boat, and we could do the half day or the full day. The full day was only 20 Euros more, but if we paid cash, it was only 10 Euros more. So, we booked in for the full day tour, for 90 Euros each that included circumnavigation of the island of Milos with many swimming spots along the way, a cheeky stop at a secret spot on the neighbouring island, breakfast, lunch, mask and fin hire, and… unlimited beer and wine!!! Giddy up!!
Feeling elated but starving again, we had dinner at a traditional Greek taverna – full of locals – called Flisvos. It was 8.30 pm by this time and the place was just starting to rock. Again, we shared our dishes. We went for a veg salad, which was weird but worked. It was boiled beetroot, fried zucchini, potato salad, wilted spinach and big fava beans… The highlight, though, was the lemon lamb and roast spuds… absolute perfection. This was washed down with a local draught beer and a glass of red. We then toddled off home and slept like the dead!
We were up, packed our bags for the day, pumped two coffees at various cafés and met everyone at 9.15 am in front of the travel agency.
About 30 people filed on our super cool navy and wood sailing boat up a tiny gangplank for our day on the water.
The seating area on the boat was a large, raised wooden deck with bean bags to recline upon. We were some of the last to board, and kind of missed out on a good spot, but we got in there in the end.
The rest of the day was one of the best I’ve ever had.
Each spot that we stopped at was so beautiful – check out the pics that Jen took on her flash phone.
Highlights included:
· The water and caves at Kleftiko – including swimming through a 50 metre long, high tunnel
· Rubby Ducky excursion into the magical Sykia Cave.
· Blue Water Beach on the island of Polyaegos – where the viz in the ice blue water was at least 30 metres.
· Great food and unlimited beers!!
We returned home at 7.30 pm, blissed out from sun, water and booze, and we even made some new friends – a German couple called Michelle – M and Elisa - F. Cool people who travel a lot too.
We grabbed some bacon-wrapped chicken skewers from Yankos – the best gyros joint in town – and had dinner at home in the courtyard.
The temperature of the sun was in the mid-20s, the water was perfection, and the day overall was in one of Grandude’s Top Ten Days of All Time.
Birthday month is great…
Tomorrow, we check out of Tassoula and spend three days in the northeast of the island in a town called Pollonia.
Until then,
Bye.
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