Lindos is supposed to be the picture-perfect white village of Rhodes. That comes at a rather high cost. Despite being in the less developed south of the island, the village attracts big crowds and has been set up to cater for them (understand: heaps of souvlakis and cheap ceramics).
Yet, like a lot of touristy places, it miraculously regain some of its magic as each day comes to an end, and the day-trippers climb back into their bus. The narrow streets are quiet again, and it’s time to take the path to the old acropolis, up above the village. It’s pretty arid up there, so believe me, it’s wise to wait until the sun fades. The air is heavy with the smell of pines, the rocky hills turn to pink and gold and the village looks peaceful in the distance. That’s what you came here for, no?
____________ The Acropolis -which was mysteriously closed on that day, call it a taste of Italy!- is supposed to be the most interesting archaeological site of the island, but it closes around 6:30pm, so I would say that’s more an off-season activity if you don’t want to end up burned and dehydrated at the feet of ageless columns.