Perma, Serifos
- myapulianway
- 7 set
- Tempo di lettura: 2 min
Serifos in Its Purest Form - There are islands you visit for spectacle, and then there are islands you visit for silence—for that rare sense of untouched beauty that feels increasingly elusive in the Cyclades. Serifos belongs to the latter, and Perma captures its essence with effortless grace. Part boutique hotel, part retreat, it is the kind of place that doesn’t shout for attention but lingers in memory long after you leave.
Set against Serifos’s rugged hillsides, with the Aegean stretching endlessly below, Perma is a study in simplicity done well. Geometrical forms emerge from the landscape as if they’ve always belonged there, softened by natural stone, pale wood, and linen textures that echo the island’s raw palette. The architecture feels elemental, designed less to impress than to dissolve into its surroundings, allowing the island’s own wild beauty to take center stage.
Inside, the spaces are minimal yet soulful. Rooms open onto private terraces where light shifts constantly across the sea, offering a front-row seat to sunrises gilding the horizon and evenings drenched in lavender hues. Interiors are curated with restraint—smooth plaster walls, handcrafted ceramics, woven baskets—creating an atmosphere that’s both grounding and refined.
Life at Perma unfolds at island pace. Mornings might begin with a swim in hidden coves where the water glows like glass, followed by a leisurely breakfast made from local produce—figs, honey, bread baked just hours before. Afternoons drift between shaded pergolas, long lunches of just-caught fish, and meandering hikes across thyme-scented hills. In the evenings, Chora—the island’s hilltop village—beckons with its labyrinth of whitewashed lanes and golden squares that come alive under a canopy of stars.
What makes Perma singular is its honesty. There’s no performance, no excess, no attempt to be anything other than itself. It invites you not to consume Serifos, but to dwell in it—to breathe in its rhythm, to embrace its silences, to rediscover the luxury of simply being.
For those searching for the Cyclades beyond the well-trodden paths, Perma is not just a stay but a state of mind: an island distilled into its purest form, held for you, if only for a fleeting moment.
