02.06.2010 - 07.06.2010 24 °C
Our ferry from Athens arrived mid-morning on a gorgeous clear blue day. Our cute little hotel was perched above Mykonos town and harbour giving us a spectacular view - and a serious workout coming back and forth a few times a day!
Our five day stay on Mykonos was like a homecoming in an alternate universe. Strange yet somehow familiar at the same time. Within barely a day we met and were embraced by the part-time islander community of shopkeepers, restaurateurs, and waiters - none of them locals but just there for the tourist season. As the old saying goes, they were not strangers but friends we hadn’t yet met.
That Mykonos is stunningly beautiful goes without saying - postcard-perfect charm.
Beyond the great scenery, unusual things seemed to happen at every turn. While having dinner one night, we saw Brian Orser and his husband - then a few hours later at a different restaurant we met one of his ex-lovers from Vancouver who works on the island…and who dragged us out to stalk Brian first at a great little piano bar then at a club called Jackie O’s. We never found him, but the night was quite memorable nonetheless.
We watched a humongous pelican waddle casually past a crowd of amazed diners and ogling tourists. We drank new and delicious liqueurs (mastika and tentura) from erotically shaped bottles which we shared with Italians, Greeks, Albanians and even another Canadian. We also got a few tastes of European nationalism, hearing how the Greeks don’t like the Albanians, the Italians don’t like the Greeks, and the Albanians don’t like the Italians or the Greeks.
By the last day we had almost managed to get our bearings amid the winding, whitewashed lanes - the map was hopeless since it showed street names using the Roman alphabet while signs (when we could find them) were in Greek. But we found our way back to the hotel, even if it was later and later as the days went by. We did have one day of heavy rains which gave way to spectactular sunsets but rough skies the next day when we ventured around the island to check out the beach at Plati Gialos (one of the tamer beaches).
We still got plenty of sun by our hotel pool and our lovely patio at the end of the day before meeting up with our new friends in the evenings. Definitely one of those trips that you could never replicate since the people really made the experience unforgettable. But we were ready to downshift and recuperate a bit on Santorini for the next few days.