About This Listing
Traveler that values beauty of simplicity and the aesthetic of nature, may experience the uplifting magic of this home with the beloved crafts involved. Till summer comes around, special home rate for staying in more than 24 days.
This stone home is the my sanctuary and it is detached to the GuestHome. https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/130721
Special home rate for staying in more than 24 days from October - April.
Almost 20 years ago, everyone, without a singe exception, had a great life with my desire to build a stone house in Serifos since brick is the easiest material for modern constructions. But it has happened as hoped. It was built by local artisans; with local stone. It was characterized as a prototype house for Cyclades and it was a low budget story that needed much tenacity and loads of personal labor. Since then the mockery stopped, gradually many stone houses got built on the island, with local stones or with stones coming from the neighboring islands; all Cyclades islands are rocks; the stone was and will be there; it was with stone that people used to built their houses and enjoy all the privileges offered by a stone house, cool in the summer, warm during winter.
Since 1997, this stone home is my sanctuary and it is detached to the GuestHome. https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/130721
a living room
a morning terrace
an evening terrace
Decades ago, going down the dirt road to Platis Gialos, I fell in love with Serifos: red soil and schist stones till the sea and in the shadow of the tamarisks, the flavors of Nikoulias’ wife, the mother of many smiling daughters and sons. That same unforgettable autumn, I fell in love with a boulderstone in Rammos; some time later I loved Margarita, the cook, and her husband Giorgi,s the fisherman, at the edge of Livadi; a winter afternoon I discovered Panagia, the small village up the hill and the grocery store of Vitos and Antonia, who stole another piece of my heart; a hot summer noon found me swimming and enchanted in the nook with the green waters down in Vagia; a windy sunday I found shelder in Moustakias’ cook house, in Koutalas and a hot spring saturday I wished to become a fish in Lia beach.
The secrets of the place got revealed little by little, as is always the case. Secrets like a sunset in Liomantra, a local fair in St. Giannis Prodromos with the "ktitores"* tending you as if at home; another local fair in St. Thekla with the sky being lighted by the lightnings and -every year unfailingly- in the fair of Sotiras at Kalo Ampeli with the youth dancing balos and the elders on the violin and on the lute.
Moments of happiness in an island that was not blessed with forests and rivers, but with a barren land -hence the island's official name Serifos- with rocks and iron -hence the appellation, the iron island. How could you know these things when you first arrive: the precious clusters of bοulderstones; or the tradition in metallurgy; or the tiny one-room stone houses that you still see scattered in the plateaus or conveniently positioned in the furrows, that are called “cells” and they were the rooms where the miners spent their nights.
A wandering in a place like this wonderful island that I made it my land, needs you to be ready as long prepared and open to encounters, a flâneur, as Charles Baudelaire calls it, a wanderer, a promenader, a traveler. And then you might be the lucky one who will taste grandma Sevasti's caper, the local homemade wine or the cheese that nestles down in the ground with herbs until it reaches your palate, a full moon in August or a night with stars that you think you can touch them if you just extend your arms. Gifts of a rock in the Aegean that will offer them to you if as long as you stay there, you find something from yourself to give back.
*"ktitores" are civilians who have the responsibility to take care of the maintenance of the church throughout the year. They are also the ones that prepare and serve the delicious local treats that are served to you the day and night of the fair.
calmness, ease, privacy
rent a car or a bike
Other Things to Note
in my home sweet home there are not wardrobes with hanging spaces but clean and refreshed shelves and drawers to put your clothes
the luxury promised is the feeling of enjoying life as guests at a friend's home. and the only promise required is that you will treat it like your beloved friend's home. Meaning i.e that you don't forget to turn off the lights and the water heater, you don't leave dirty dishes in the sink etc etc
We spent very great holidays in Vici's house in Serifos! Vici is a very nice, discrete and available person and a great host. Her house is so confortable, well decorated with taste and love, practical, well located. We felt like in our own holidays home... It's a perfect house to live the island lifestyle from Serifos, we enjoyed living inside and outside, all terrasses, garden and landscape are so pretty and nice with utility and the bigger terrasse has a great view on Karavi bay. Even our chidrens loved the house and Vici, and they really enjoyed their holiday. The house is in a nice area close to karavi beach and also to the Livakadia beach and the village and port of Livadi. It was really good souvenirs for all the family we'll keep about these holiday and a really nice surprise for me to meet Vici. Thanks again Vici for your welcome and for propose your home to our family.
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About the Host, Vici
Won an award in Arts and Letters with one of the latter, her Letter from Dublin, a novel (1997). Before then: studies in History, historic missions, historic Sources published and historic stews with Monologues, Articles, Short Stories, Radio Programmes and Luminous Boxes thrown in and served up every now and then in newspapers and magazines, on the radio, at the Benaki on Piraios Street, the ICA in London and elsewhere. The radio programme Fairy Tale Salad went out every day. An hors d’oeuvre oeuvre that had whet the public’s appetite when she served up a second course: a novel, The Survivors, and two travel books, Amsterdam and Southern Morocco, which did their thing in the shop window sans rival of the Atheneaum Boekhandel & Nieuwscentrum in Amsterdam, while Ypsilon Publications whipped the COOKIES out of the oven March 2009. A lover and orchestrator of alchemic situations, she devotes herself to pronouns as well as articles—to the we, me, you, him and them who are helping her set up LUDENS LABS, an outward-looking situation for those who believe art is as serious as play.