We were running late for meeting the group at the port and rushed down to were the ferry was. As I walked briskly I saw a quad bike drive into the side of a moped. The guy and moped went flying. He got straight up and although angry, didn't look hurt, so we kept walking.
The trip to Mykonos was only 45 minutes and on aeroplane-like allocated seats. One member of our group walked around and offered everyone big pieces of watermelon. The rest of us talked about the OC and the Gilmore Girls, while we ate cheese on crackers. At port we pushing past the masses trying to get us to stay at their hotels. We loaded a coach bus and up a hill to our hotel.
It is the nicest person we´ve been at the entire time. It said it was 4 star. The place was exquisitely done up. We had our briefing but couldn't get into the rooms yet. So we strolled the tiny road toward the beach, about 200m.
Right by the beach was our hotel pool, also beautiful. We lay there to wile away the time until we got into our rooms.
The rooms were huge and impressive. They even had a kitchen with a hotplate.
For dinner we crossed the road to the mini-mart and got tinned peas and beans and greek meatballs. We wanted to save that days spending cash for drinking later on. It was all really tasty though.
Niki took us all on the bus into town to show us the important shops and businesses. Then a short walking tour. She showed us one of the many pelicans the island is known for. No one really seemed interested. Then a church known as the melting birthday cake. I didn't see the resemblance.
We went to a place with good views of little Venice and the Mykonos windmills. Little Venice was used by pirates for a while. Every pirate house has a small room on the water for a hidden getaway boat if the island got taken over. By whom? Other pirates maybe, or some army. I´m not quite sure.
I quite liked the windmills.
Some people stayed on to have dinner at Little Venice and then go straight out. Mykonos is supposed to be the party island. We also happened to arrived on the night of the full moon. So we saw posters for a full moon party at Paradise Club, one of the two huge clubs at Paradise Beach, the party beach of the island. Josh and I headed back for some pre-drinks before heading out.
Most the group said they were going to be at the moon party. We thought we might check out some other clubs in town first then head down. We drank bacardi and sprite and listened to music off Ozymandias. Then we bought tickets into town and hopped a bus.
We went to a few places for some drinks and check check out the vibe. They were either empty or filled with middle aged crowd.
We passed the pelicans again, but now we seemed much more interesting.
Actually everything did.
We caught another bus, this time to Paradise Beach. It was packed full of party goers. Many were loud and American and annoying. Especially this one guy with a straw hat who kept shouting and saying ¨Myyyyyyyyykooooooonooooooooosss¨. I quietly felt drunken angry at him.
We got an SMS from one of the group telling us where they were. To my suprise almost the entire topdeck group was there, all dancing together. Including both tour guides.
I´ve never been at a party like this before. The enormous outside dancefloor was a curving frame for an even bigger swimming pool. It was packed with bather and skimpily clad people.
We all danced and danced and danced. In a crazy twist of fate the American guy with the hat and his friend came up to our group. I think I shouted at him for being loud on the bus and then clumsily tried to steal his hat.
We danced.
At about 4 we set off to find a couple of taxis to take us home.
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