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Donoussa, Denoussa, Stenoza, Spinoza or Viridem...

Many names emerge over the centuries and all for such a tiny place in the middle of the Aegean. A small dot on the map. Its history is long and mysterious. The archaeological findings of a Neolithic settlement in Vathy Limenari, dating back to the Geometric Age, testify that centuries flow like water in Donoussa. Contributing to the Cycladic culture, Donoussa is mentioned as a place of exile during the Roman Era, as a refuge for pirates in later times and, in the early 1800s, as a summer settlement for shepherds from Amorgos.
Remains of a house in the geometric settlement of Vathy Limenari


The approximately 300 inhabitants in the early 1900s were divided among the 4 villages of the island. Stavros (formerly Stavros) has always been the capital of the island ever since. Messaria (Haravgi, as they used to say it before), Mersini and Kalotaritissa completed the company.


The mines that operated in Kedros until the west of the '30s would provide iron, aluminum, copper as well as jobs to many families.


Wars also passed through this land (who can escape?), with bombings, famine, Italian occupation, German occupation, English allies...


The cultivation of onion and tobacco helped significantly the inhabitants of the island until the 50s.


The 60s came with poverty, wilderness, migration... Working hands would become fewer and fewer, and fields would be abandoned and deserted. Another twenty difficult years would follow....


Shortly before the electricity came, around 1980, the first visitors had begun to make their presence on the island. Then the port was built and life changed in Donoussa once and for all.

A lot has changed since then, but what will never change is the way we watch the sun set and rise. The open sea, whether calm or stormy will not stop for a moment to travel the mind and calm the spirit. And the sky, this night sky, which gives the impression of bowing under the weight of so many stars, will forever accompany our dreams and banish our nightmares!




It is our port. The first taste. Here are the majority of taverns, café bars, our bakery, ATMs, the grocery store, mini market, the doctor’s office, the Citizen Service Center (KEP) and generally here the pulse of the island beats. What if we swim at Stavros beach? But of course yes, because surely its crystal clear and five-masted waters combined with the fine golden sand, put candidates for the position of the most beautiful beach next to a port.



Going uphill after the beach of Kedros, a small settlement emerges with few houses, but with a rich history. It may now be uninhabited, but once these 9-10 houses housed more than 60 people. The rich crops, the windmills and the blacksmith shop made Messaria a valuable center for the distribution of raw materials for households. A visit will reward you with a deep sense of serenity and fantastic moments facing the Aegean Sea.



Airy and out of the dustbin, it stands proudly, just after Messaria. A self-sufficient place, blessed with running water and fertile soils. The few inhabitants that remain continue to work from generation to generation with the land and animals. Bother to go down the path that leads to the sea. Livadi and Fikio are waiting for you. On your way back, make a stop at the spring, drink its cool water and indulge in the shade of the grandfather plane tree. If after all this you are hungry, the tavern is a few steps up.



Our unique 11 km long ring road starts from the port, passes through villages and ravines and finally leaves you there at the last end. Seaside, isolated and protected by the imposing presence of the Pope that rises behind it at 386 meters, Kalotaritissa offers you a unique opportunity to disconnect, since the mobile signal, as well as your concerns there, will be absent. Soapy soil, Vlicho and Mesa Ammos are waiting for you to lie down and dive, and if you can’t keep your hunger…