It’s fair to say that in this age of social media one-upmanship, what was once a joyously simple task – that of deciding which Greek island to spend your summer on – has become more like an act of self-flagellation.
Andros or Tinos? Folegandros or Ios? Sometimes, all you want to do is fly, feed and flop, yet now every trip carries a weight of expectation as you strive to performatively unearth the undiscovered on your Insta feed. It is, frankly, exhausting.
