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The divine allure of isolation

Small and fiendishly remote (there’s no airport), Patmos is one of those out-of-the-way islands that’s only on the radar of those in the know.  Steeped in mystique, the island’s crowning glory is the majestic monastery of St John, looming above the candle-lit grotto where John the Apostle spilled out the Book of Revelations.

A crenellated fortress brimming with Byzantine treasures, the monastery exudes a powerful influence over the island.  The church has also kept nightlife in check, though you’ll find plenty of action in the little bars clustered around the harbour, Skala.  Fishermen whisk sun-worshippers to far-flung beaches, while black-robed monks go about their devotions.

The dramatic landscape has a stark, elemental beauty.  Burnished hills bathed in light so intense it seems otherworldly.  Thyme-scented valleys that echo with the distant chime of goat bells.  The surprise of a crystal cove around every twist and turn in the road.  Water so clear you can see tiny crabs tiptoeing across the seabed.

The chic elite stays in the hilltop Hora, a beautifully preserved slice of Byzantium.  It’s a world heritage site – yet a hushed awe hovers over the tangle of whitewashed alleys, even in high season.  There are a handful of fashionable restaurants, but the lucky few enjoy private parties on roof terraces dangling between sea and stars.

Hidden behind high walls and carved doors are the most exquisite mansions anywhere in Greece.  We have the keys to some truly remarkable homes, featured in the world’s leading interiors magazines.

Having spent every summer on Patmos for almost 30 years, we are the specialists of this very particular destination.