The Cycladic Experience: Mykonos

Its one of the most popular tourist destinations in Greece, famous for its fantastic nightlife. But even though some fo the things we do are sort of maybe completely touristy.. the least tourists the better. For that I think visiting Mykonos in September was the smartest thing we ever did.

Jenna and I met up with Billy in Athens. The first thing we did (well… after eating) was get on a train back to the airport so we could get a taxi to the ferry to get to Mykonos… Phew. One thing I found in many blogs about travelling to Greece was the crazy taxi drivers. This I was also lucky enough to experience myself. Our driver drove freaking FAST. I remember we were driving on a small residential rode, but when I looked to my left I could sometimes see the highway. We were driving as fast if not faster than some of those cars. Anyway we made it to the port alive and just on time. Phew. So then our Greek Island journey began!

The ferry ride could have been terrible… but as we were passing other islands there was nothing to complain about. We watched in awe as the sun set over the ocean. The water was so still, but the slight breeze ruffled the water and created alternating patterns. The sky was gently painted with pastel colours, that reflected in the water. It was beautiful. Once the sun had gone we passed islands lit up by the houses on land. We all went up to the top of the ferry outside when we were told we could see a volcano.

We arrived in Mykonos at night time, and as I had expected, even this late at night and at this time of the year, there were people there from different hotels, hostels, and campsites trying to sell people a room. We found our man who took us to our room, and witnessed some girls flirting with one of the guys working at the port who successfully scored their own personal tour guide for the next day. Girl power 😉

The next day we investigated our little campsite. Unforunately this revealed to us exactly how terribly we had chosen. Water was not drinkable in greece, and our campsite was right on the beach.. the closest shop at the top of the hill (a hill too big to walk just for water) The bathrooms were disgusting. And that is an understatement. I debated whether revealing just how bad, but yeah why not. So they smelt like piss, the curtains were black with mould, and we found a dirty pad stuck to the wall of one. So much for living luxuriously in Mykonos haha. Just to top it off we found a letter on the fridge. Ill include that picture here for you. It reveals the type of characters around the place.

But besides the terrible accommodation, Mykonos was beautiful. We were right on the beach. A nudist beach I admit (I never thought I would see that many saggy balls in my lifetime), but a beach nevertheless. That water was my saviour. It was september but the heat from Summer still lingered. The clarity was amazing, it was water you could actually feel like a mermaid in. There was even a rock out a bit further you could go sit on if you wanted to be all Ariel like.. only I think some people hurt themselves so you werent really allowed. Anyway I can’t actually express how perfect the water was. Im going to give you photos in the hope that will explain… but it wont.

The chora, or main town in Mykonos was very cool if you ignored the souvineers aimed at tourists. Everything is painted white, you actually see the people painting over some black smudge with white paint, as if that fixes everything. We explored the blue roofed houses, the windmills, and when all of that just got too tiring we found Little Venice and sat down for a coffee frappe with the other tourists. While sitting there we were greeted by a Pelican, causing a bit of chaos inside some of the cafes.

Mykonos was beautiful, definitely not the most beautiful of the islands we visited, and I definitely dont think its for everyone. But even though we had terrible accommodation that caused us to leave early, that water made it more than worthwhile.


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