Thursday, April 22 already.We both slept very well and enjoyed the sumptuous breakfast at our hotel. Then back to the town for more photos in the sunny, blue-sky day. The Mykonos painters were out in force, sprucing up for the summer season. It is customary here to paint white around all of the walkway cobbles, and white stucco buildings with blue, green and rust colored doors. Around every turn was another busy painter sprucing up Mykonos for the summer crowd.
Don rented a car and we drove around the island, exploring. We drove out along the one road, dipping down every few miles to visit another nice beach. Mykonos is the party island in the season, with lots of night life and great bikini beaches. Sadly it is not the season yet so the beaches were unoccupied except for one chunky guy in a Speedo. I figure he was from Michigan and heard about the great parties on Mykonos, so he booked his vacation at Paradise Beach and went down, sitting in the sun, getting his white skin sunburned to a crisp, while he waited in vain for those bikini girls. You need to wait a couple more months, Deiter.
So, we visited several beaches, stopped for lunch at the square in a quiet village where the host was quite engaging, and then drove up the hill to the ruined castle. We were back to the hotel by 3pm and as we sat on the terrace we watched yet another cruise ship arrive and the passengers take the tender into the town. Things will be hopping tonight. This cruise ship was the same one we saw in Santorini.
We sat on the terrace and enjoyed the sun as it set, dipping down, vivid orange, into the black water. The lights on the cruise ship came on and looked pretty sitting in the bay. We sighed some sighs and agreed life is good.
The local transport guy made many trips up and down the hill delivering groceries, construction materials, equipment and luggage.
What is there to see on Mykonos? Beaches and beaches.
The next day we enjoyed a leisurely breakfast and departure from our hotel at around 1pm. As we went into the lobby to catch our transport to the New Port, the nice little lady, dressed in a modest printed duster called for the transport. This woman was there 24/7, it seemed, and we thought she was a dedicated cleaning woman. As we took the transport to the dock we chatted with the driver, who also manned the reception desk sometimes. She explained that that woman is her mother and owns the hotel. What a surprise! Talk about the millionaire next door. This hotel is very upscale, with top of the line decor and accouterments. Who knew the little, toothless cleaning lady owned it.The ferry ride went smoothly, stopping at Tinos and Andros before arriving at Rafina, where George met us and took us back home for our last week in Greece.
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