I met Santorini when I was still a student… something enchanted me with this place and so I returned every summer to “my island” to enjoy the summer holidays. I fell in love with Santorini because it is not just an island. Apart from its unique and authentic beauty, the serenity and happiness I felt every time I visited this island was overwhelming and made me feel like home. It was and still is a soul therapy.
I decided not to ignore my feelings and bought a cave which had been destroyed from the 1956 earthquake in the village of Firostefani. In one of the most picturesque neighborhoods of Santorini, under the ruins I found a cave house which a few years later I turned it into a guest house. Since then, I have been sharing my dream with the world… a dream that was painted white and under the light of the Cycladic sunset took the name Stilvi… which means sparkle in greek language.