Paros was empty – the season was over and there were only 6 guests besides us at our hotel. It’s still an active fishing village and is famous for its marble. The Venus de Milo was carved from Parian marble.
The Archaeological Museum was filled with treasures. I liked this mosaic.
This is a Gorgon – a terrible monster with bulging eyes, snakes for hair and boar tusks. Me when I wake up.
Paros once belonged to the Venetians. They left some of their glassware.
I liked the Frankish Kastro built by the Duke of Naxos (he was the big cheese in these parts, once) from the remains of a temple to Athena.
I wandered into the Panagia Ekatondapyliani, one of the oldest churches in the Cyclades (AD 326) and found her. Isn’t she mighty mighty?