Thursday, 14 April 2011

Cafe Delice, Ermoupolis, Syros: Nice Art Cafe on a Lively Island

Actually I find Ermoupolis, the main town of the island of Syros, quite a nice place to visit if you are en route to one of the Cyclades Islands and are looking for a good place to hang out with your friends on weekends, or do some decent fashion or household shoppings. It makes a refreshing change to shop around downtown Ermoupolis, because most of the shops are selling stuffs truly needed by normal people in everyday life, not just some unless fancy souveniors that fills most of the shop spaces in touristic islands such as Santorini or Mykonos. 


Tucked away in a quiet side street in downtown Ermoupolis, I came across this quaint little gallery-internet cafe while looking for a place to rest my feet after a few hours' window shopping in the city centre.

Friday, 1 April 2011

Hotel & Restaurant Club Caravanserail, Kusadasi: Original Boutique Hotel in the Heart of Kusadasi

To be honest I am not a huge fan of Kusadasi. For me it embodies some of the worst aspects of summer bazaar tourism in Turkey - pushy salesperson, countless shops without much soul or character, all selling counterfeit designer footwears, T-shirts and fake Made-in-China Gucci bags, and over-priced carpet and jewellery shops. For that reason I had had a rather unfavourable impression of this seaside resort town.


Last year I had to stop at Kusadasi for one day, and  I was at first reluctant to do so until someone recommended this boutique hotel to me. It is a small hotel located just 100 meter away from Kusadasi's international ferry terminal, where ferries connecting Kusadasi with Samos arrive and depart on a daily basis during the summer months.


The hotel Club Caravanserail turns out to be quite a relevation. It is housed in the original building of a former caravansaray (Kervansarayi) built by Okuz Mehmet Pasa in 1618. There is at least one such 'han' or inn in many turkish towns located on the major trade routes, and many of them have now been converted into trendy boutique hotels and restaurants. It has become a kind of passion of mine to visit each and every of these former caravansarays and stay overnight on the premises if the budget allows. The rooms of such caravansaray are usually quite elegantly decorated, with heavy wooden antique furnitures, carpets with classical motifs, and other artifacts from the Ottoman times. It is certainly much more interesting to stay in such a place with a continuous heritage than one of those modern concrete-steel-and-glass high rise blocks of hotels and holiday flats.