I lived there for 4 months in the early 70’s, sleeping under the olive trees on the top of the hill above, eating at a taverna owned by Spiro and Maria who had one daughter named Fadna. Everyone ate whatever Maria cooked, Spiro kept a tab for each person and gave us a shot of ouzo when we settled our tab. There were people from everywhere but only 2 of us from the US! We took showers in fresh water that came off the hillside onto the beach. I’m grateful I had that experience before it became developed!