Katapola in Amorgos - the seafront

I am very late in posting this, but I am behind with my blogging. We went to Amorgos during the second week in September, and I am finally managing to post on our holiday.

Amorgos is the eastermost island of the Cyclades and has a population of 1,961. There were a lot more people than that when we visited, mostly visitors. As one of the people who served us drinks in one of the bars in the Chora told us, 'everything goes very quiet here in the winter. If I walked naked from one end of the village to the next, no-one would notice'. 

It's a rocky island like most in the Cyclades. The three main towns/villages are Katapola which is the main port, the Chora which is up in the mountains, and Aegiali which is the second port of the island. We visited all three. We did not visit the famous monastery of Panagia Hozoviotissa which is spectacularly situated on the cliffside, northeast of Chora. hopefully, next time.

We could see the mountains from the boat

and then we disembarked in Katapola.

The seafront is full of bars and restaurants

The town is built around the bay and from the port you can see the other end of the town across the water

There is a small square near where our hotel was with a commemorative tower in the middle

The Corner taverna where last time we were here, nine years ago, I ate the best mousaka I've ever eaten. Still the best.

The Patisserie which is part of our hotel

the passage between the two buildings that make up our hotel.

This promenade 

that runs alongside the sea leads to the far end of the town which I showed earlier

it's lined with almyres, trees that grow near the sea, hence their name which means 'salty ones'

These are old ones, with thick, aged trunks

We would walk along here every evening we spent in Katapola, as Le Grand Bleu, the place where we had our pre-dinner drinks is situated at the end of it.  Most evenings we would eat in this area as well.

Lots of things to see along the way, like this boat which was placed here in memory of a fisherman who died this summer

and which we would see all lit up on our way  back

This building, with all the antiquities in front of it, which looks like a public building, but we never investigated

this church

lots of cats

I mean, she's posing is she not?

and this group of ducks, which I remembered from our last visit nine years ago

and which would stop the traffic when they decided to cross the road

Wonderful sunsets

And then we would get to that part of the town, which was full of bars and tavernas lining the promenade

Le Grand Bleu

some had tables on the sand

and from here we could see the part of the town that we had just come from

including the church, and the odd evening swimmer

A lot of small boats moored here

and some bigger boats 

And this is where the Fisherman's Feast took place.

Not much happening at the other end of town, as it's a residential area

Apparently the owners of this house re-paint the murals every year

It's a quiet, residential area

here you can see the Cycladic feature, where bits of the surface are not painted so that you can see the stone underneath

a windmill on the roof

looking closer

looking back at the other end of town

and we had arrived at the end of the town.