Is that really a flock of flamingo gathered on the salt flats? Driving into Larnaca town from the airport, it quickly seems as if your eyes start to play tricks on you. Can the sea truly be such a deep shade of blue? Venture under the waves and you will find even more startling sights. On the wreck of the Zenobia, fish play hide-and-seek in the portholes, and experienced divers explore the eerie cargo decks. Back on shore, many visitors bypass Larnaca itself, heading straight to private villas or all-inclusive hotels. This means they miss out on the higgledy-piggledy streets of the Old Turkish Quarter, where tranquil streets, whitewashed houses and craft shops lure with Mediterranean charm.
Larnaca is said to go back to the biblical days. The tale goes Noah’s grandson, Kittim, founded Larnaca 6,000 years ago.
Wash down the impressions with ouzo cocktails and Balearic beats on the seaside, where the party is going until sunrise.