Greece - Mykonos

I feel like Mykonos and I got off to a bad introduction, so hopefully someday I will return to the Island and it will redeem itself in my eyes.  Nisha and I headed to over to the Athens port where all the ships depart for the various islands.  We boarded a large boat and were on our way!  We didn’t exactly understand the announcements, since Greek sounds like nothing I’ve never heard before, but knew what time we were supposed to arrive at Mykonos.  When the time arrived, we got off the boat and searched for our shuttle to our hostel.  After being constantly accosted for 10 minutes by people trying to get us stay in their hotels while looking for the bus, a girl asked us what were looking for, and we told her we were looking for the Paradise Beach Hotel shuttle.  She yelled at us that we were on the wrong island, and to get back on the boat!  We temporarily panicked and ran back to our boat.  Right after we reboarded, the ship departed, and when we returned to our seats the men sitting next to us laughed.  Apparently, our boat was running behind schedule, and from then on we listened more carefully for the correct announcement.

Finally, we arrived in Mykonos, and caught the shuttle to our hostel.  It was not what I was expecting.  It was a combination sprawling campsite, cheap hostel rooms, and air conditioned hotel rooms.  The cheap hostel rooms were situated right next to the rowdy campsite and were literally pieces of wood put up to form a box, painted white, with two bare-bones beds, and a screen window.  The bathrooms were gross, and there were drunken parties going on at the beach.  The look on Nisha’s face captures my sentiment.

After not being able to sleep well, we ventured to the nearby beach the next morning.  Paradise Beach?  Questionable.  We headed back to the Mykonos port, saw famous Mykonos Pelicans and Windmills, and headed off to the more likable Santorini on a hydrofoil!