This property has belonged to my family for many years, but it was just a place where people woulg go, perhaps on Sunday noon to have some pastis and a bite to eat. There was no road: in order to get there you had to walk straight up, avoiding slippery stones and thorny bushes. Once up there, you had better have your own food and drink. There was no water, no electricity and... no neighbors. But of course the view was there, together with the breeze and the silence (unless the cicadas were in full swing).
Then in the late 60's a road was built which, by pure coincidence went exactly past the property. We therefore found an architect who, step by step built the property you can enjoy today.