Windswept Donoussa stands in the northeastern extremity of the Cyclades. It is a majestic place for those who seek alternative, or just tranquil holidays away from the urban/consumer morals. Go up the alleys of Stavros. Quench your thirst with the unforgettable water in Mersini. Discover the shipwreck of World War II in Kedros. See the caves that were once pirate hideouts. Eat some stuffed goat, salted from the natural saltiness of the grass it ruminates.
Tiny Donoussa vibrates at its own anxiolytic pace and those who choose to spend there a few days of insouciance do not do so just out of bravery: They do so out of wisdom as well.