What Syros means to us
Syros is where it all began for us.
We met in Ermoupoli back in 2013, when we were uni students. Known as the “Lady of the Cyclades,” the island enchanted us from the very first moment.
Its colourful neoclassical buildings, the stunning Miaouli Square, the gorgeous Town Hall… everything just felt magical. The city has a cosmopolitan vibe, with art festivals, the Apollon Theater, and a rich music scene, including Rebetiko music.
Syros also has this amazing industrial and maritime history – back in the 19th century it had over 65 factories and was nicknamed the “Manchester of the Mediterranean.” There’s the Textile Museum, the historic Neorio shipyard, and so many reminders of the city’s bustling past.
And then there’s the character of the town itself – the hill of Ano Syros, the medieval quarter with Venetian influences, the historic church of Saint George, Markos Vamvakaris’ house-museum, the narrow streets, and the Rebetiko taverns. Plus, the unique religious harmony here is something really special: Orthodox and Catholic communities celebrate Easter together, making it one of the most unique Easter experiences in the world.
For us, Ermoupoli is all about independence, growth, inspiration, and joy. It was our home for over five years, the place where we got to know ourselves a bit better, and it will always hold a very special place in our hearts.
It’s a place full of “firsts”: the first time living alone, first day at uni, first adulthood friends, first exams, first hangover, first time living together… so returning there to make another amazing memory is really meaningful. And having all our loved ones there makes it even more special.
We can’t wait to share the magic of Syros with you!
Here’s a little peek at how we experienced Ermoupoli as students:
A typical day might start with the best coffee in town at Kouchico or breakfast at Jar. Then we’d head up to the Cultural Centre for class or the Apollon Theater for rehearsals if we were organising an event. After that, a quick dip at Asteria beach.
In the late afternoon, we’d wander down Kyparissou Street for lunch at Ithaki tou Ai, grab ice cream at Django, and stroll along the harbour to the pier to watch the sunset. On the way back, we might stop for a relaxed beer at Boheme Del Mar (the classic student hangout at the time) or enjoy tsipouro by the sea at Chalandriani.
Follow the route on the map and stop at the places that shaped our uni life. At each stop, take a moment to notice, feel, and maybe find your own favorite corner of the town.
Do the full route or just pick a few spots. Think of it as an excuse to wander, pause, and see Ermoupoli through our eyes.
