Mykonos

We were up before dawn, to catch the ferry from Athens to Mykonos. Quite a bumpy ride in choppy seas due to strong winds.

Mykonos town looks just like you expect. Lovely, narrow, cobbled streets, everything in white and blue with a few rebellious red doors. Delightfully charming.

Two kiwi guys (Tim & Max) joined our group in Mykonos. Staying at a lovely new hotel with a beautiful pool. The island is very dry and dusty – makes for great sunsets though. Whilst in Mykonos, we have to wear face masks both indoors and outdoors (except when eating or on the beach). As you will see from the photos – clearly not everyone got the message.

Stefanos took us on a walk around town – just gorgeous! Looks just like any of the photos you’ve seen of Mykonos – quaint as! The only downside is the hike back up the hill to the hotel.

Again, not many people around, probably chaotic in normal times during summer months. Very sad to see so many restaurants open but empty.

Went to watch sunset where the 16th-century Windmills are. Apparently, the Windmills are to Mykonos what the Eiffel tower is to Paris. Whilst there, we heard the news that, with immediate effect, anyone returning to the UK from Mykonos, Santorini and some other islands, will need to quarantine for 14 days after entry to the UK. Doesn’t affect us … ‘cos we’re going on to Turkey from here (or so we thought!).

After dinner, Stefanos took us to a club (Mykonos after all is known for its party scene). It was basically empty when we arrived at around 10pm but soon filled up. By 11pm, us old folks decided to head back to the hotel and left the five younger ones to party until midnight (closing time due to COVID – apparently usually open until dawn).

The next day, we went to Paradise Beach – one of Mykonos’ famous beaches. Similarly to Italy, there were sun loungers with umbrellas to rent, however unlike friggin Italy … you don’t have to reserve them a year in advance, they are spaced out so you’re not sitting on top of each other, and totally crazy but true … there is a large section of the beach you can sit/lie on if you don’t want to pay for a lounger! Furthermore, there is a lovely chap who comes around to your lounger every 10 minutes or so, offering to bring you cocktails and/or food at very reasonable prices. I’m back to being a fan of paying for loungers.

The sea temperature was perfect and so clear and blue. Went for a swim with our masks and saw some lovely, bright rainbow coloured fish as well as a variety of other smaller fish.

Unfortunately, I landed up being stung on my back by what we think was a jellyfish. Fortunately for me, it was through my cozzie, so not too painful, others on the beach were quite bad, one lady had a dozen or more welts on her butt, that later became one huge welt and a guy was stung on his stomach.

But the most horrific thing that happened on the beach was that there were a couple of nude bathers …. both of them over 60, possibly over 70 and the man was repeatedly bending over with his bum facing us. Not only did we get a view of his arsehole, but his tackle hanging down too. It was both hysterically funny and enough to put anyone off men, their bits and sex for life!!

Paradise beach is also known for its beach parties which start at around 4.30/5pm each day with loud music, dancing and “Happy Hour” cocktails (two-for-the-price-of-one which lasts all day). Some of us (guess who) decided to leave at 7pm (the time our coach was picking us up), some decided to stay on … Let’s just say, what happens on Mykonos, stays on Mykonos, but, in summary, one was left behind as he was MIA at 9pm when the others returned, and a certain someone was slightly worse for wear when she woke up at 2am 🙂 And there were a lot of headaches and sleeping souls on the ferry to Santorini the next day.

Daily Giggle:
Once again paid a visit to the men’s toilets (!) This time on the ferry, but the funny part is that some poor unsuspecting woman followed me in and was still in there when I left and a man entered 🙂

REALLY MUST STOP DOING THIS!