Ah, Mykonos. It’s pretty darn nice here. It is THE party island in Greece, which doesn’t totally suit Deb’s and my taste (my true all night party days are way behind me.) I’m more of a sit and have a glass of wine while watching the sunset and have a nice conversation rather than trying to talk over loud music, getting bombed and sloppy and being royally hung over the next day. I save these moments only for very special occasions now, like grad reunions and weddings. It’s also a very gay friendly island, which is depressing Deb because there are all of these cute and truly unavailable men roaming the island. It does make for a very fun atmosphere though, and great people watching. We got in at around 2:00 and our hotel man Nikos picked us up at our ferry. We’re a quick 10 minute walk to Chora (Mykonos town) but we’re on top of a hill so it’s slightly more of a pain in the butt walking back than walking there, especially in the hot sun. We were going to rent mo-peds from our hotel as well, but Nikos warned us against them since we’ve never really done it before. The roads here are very busy with all sorts of people riding quads and mo-peds and there aren’t really any hard and fast rules. Not to mention I’ve seen at least 3 people with seeping road rash from obvious falls. So, the loser cruiser (bus) and shoe leather express (walking) it is!
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The promenade on the way into town.
There are something like 400 churches on Mykonos Island. And every one is just as cute as this one.
This is pretty well the best place on earth. Deb and I discovered it on our way into town within our first 5 minutes in town. They hand make all of their own filo pastry and make the most delicious baklava, spanikopita and feta cheese pies. They also make the things I’ve really been craving since reading everyones Facebook posts about going to the PNE. That would be mini donuts, my friends. I love them, and was so excited to find these yummy little delicacies in this shop. They are called Loukoumades and are a Greek specialty. Little balls of deep fried dough smothered in honey and sprinkled with cinnamon. Heaven on a plate.
Don’t even wonder if they’re like Timbits. Timbits are dreadful in comparison.
Our lovely bakeshop girl. She will get to know us well in the next few days I think.
Yup, another church.
The streets are a maze of white washed buildings with blue and turquoise accents. It’s easy to get lost here, but also easy to get found.
Beautiful honey shop.
It’s the cat of the day!
Sitting out on the patio enjoying our first Mykonos sunset.