This can be the place I can rest my bewildered mind for a while. A boutique hotel in a boutique island in the Cyclades. Not very crowded nor very cosmopolitan, Kimolos seems like a dream destination and this old, renovated windmill to be the perfect sanctuary. Just imagining myself having breakfast over this breathtaking view and chilling out in its so Aegean, white and curvy rooms. A pause from all the sore images that have been bombarding us these days.
Images via The Windmill.