Although desperately trying to change its image from the Benidorm or Fort Lauderdale of the Aegean, Íos remains a magnet for throngs of young people who spend their days lounging on one of the best beaches in the Cyclades and their evenings staggering from one watering hole to another. To discourage raucous parties and late-night revellers sleeping out on the beach, four lovely campsites have been provided, but rows of sleeping bags by night and naked bodies by day are still the norm.
The seasonal Irish invasion is so great that the island’s name has been re-interpreted as the acronym for ‘Ireland Over Seas’. If you’re a party animal then it’s the place for you. Otherwise, despite the island’s glorious sands and pretty Chóra with its blue-domed churches, you may feel disenchanted, unless you take refuge in one of the upmarket coastal resort hotels, far from the thumping discos.
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