You’ll sail from Kos across postcard-blue water to Pserimos on a small-group catamaran cruise—with plenty of time for swimming and snorkeling in quiet bays. Enjoy fresh Greek lunch onboard (the feta is as good as they say), endless drinks, and easygoing company from both travelers and crew. If you’re craving real Aegean air—and maybe a nap in the sun—you’ll find it here.
The full-day trip lasts approximately 7-8 hours.
Yes, a freshly prepared Greek lunch is served onboard.
Yes, beer, white wine, soft drinks, coffee, tea, and bottled water are included.
Yes, free-to-use snorkeling gear is available for guests.
No hotel pickup is mentioned; public transport options are nearby.
No, children under 12 are not permitted on this tour.
The tour isn’t suitable for people over 75 or those with physical impairments.
Your day includes all bottled water, snacks to start your morning at sea, a generous Greek lunch freshly cooked onboard with plenty of beer and white wine (or soft drinks if you prefer), plus coffee or tea whenever you want it—all while sailing between Kos and Pserimos with a friendly local crew before heading back in the afternoon.
I didn’t expect to be laughing over coffee with strangers at 9am, but there we were—shoes off, sun already warming the deck of the catamaran as we left Kos behind. The water looked almost fake, that bright blue you only see in postcards. Our captain—Nikos, I think?—pointed out Pserimos in the distance and joked about his “secret” swimming spots. Someone dropped their sunglasses and everyone scrambled to help; it was that kind of vibe.
The first swim stop was quieter than I thought it’d be. Just the sound of water slapping against the hull and someone’s slightly off-key humming. I floated for ages (the salt keeps you up whether you want it or not) and watched little silver fish dart around my toes. When I got back on board, my skin felt sticky from the salt but in a good way—like summer should feel. Lunch smelled amazing before I even saw it—grilled chicken, tomatoes so ripe they almost burst when you bit them, feta everywhere. The white wine went down too easy under the sun.
We talked with Maria from the crew about her family’s olive grove on Kos—she laughed when I tried to say “efcharistó” properly (I definitely didn’t). There was no rush anywhere; people napped or just stared at the horizon for long stretches. On the way back, I lay on one of those netted trampolines at the front of the boat and watched clouds drift by. It’s strange how quickly you forget whatever you were worrying about before you stepped on board.

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