Kate Freud, her husband Jack, and children Jago and Georgia enjoy a glorious break in the Greek islands
The last time I visited Skiathos, I was a single 18 year old enjoying a post-A-Level holiday with my girlfriends from school. Though we had huge, cocktail-fuelled fun, this sleepy Greek island proved a little sedate for our first taste of freedom. Fast forward 16 years, and I’m back, this time expecting a rather different experience with my husband Jack and our two children, Jago, five, and Georgia, two, in tow. We fly direct to the island with Thomson Airways, and after a fairly painless three-and-a-half hour flight, it?s a relief to find a time difference of just two hours.
Enjoying lunch al fresco at beach side restaurant, Avato Our hotel, the Skiathos Princess Resort, is a short drive away, and though it has rained all day before our arrival the resort is beautiful. Our garden room has adjoining bedrooms with Jago and Georgia (sharing for the first time, sleeping very little!) safely ensconsed next to us. We have a small lawn out front which opens onto vast green spaces and just beyond, the beach. Set on a prime stretch of coastline, there?s so much to offer that we don?t need to leave the resort at all. Breakfasts are spent in the Leto restaurant with full Greek and continental options, and for other meals we head to the swish, upbeat PR Ammos restaurant by the beach. Our meals tend to be fresh fish and salads, and our new, deadly-for-the-waistline favourite ...