Our first full day there we did our usual walk-about. We visited the windmills that overlook the town, checked out their archeological museum, and spent some time navigating the streets
. Lunch was definitely worth the time and effort. That evening we went to a restaurant that our very helpful guesthouse host recommended. It wasn't one of the places along the water where you can dine with waves lapping up at your feet, but it was still cute and we didn't have to pay extra for the sea view. We had a fabulous meal of local wine, Greek salad, and lamb. Meg's lamb pasta was wonderful and I had a Kleftiko, it was basically roast lamb with vegetable stew baked together in tinfoil... wow.
The next day we decided to take advantage of the great weather and headed to the beach. After picking our lounge chairs, we started to settle in. Meg was eager to tan and took off her pants and began to take off her shirt before she realized that she had not put on her bathing suit yet. Sitting there in her underwear with her shirt half off with the reddest face possible. After a quick redress and trip to the change room, she was ready to go. The coolest part of the day was swimming, or should we say floating in the water. There is so much salt in the water it basically holds you up without having to paddle or kick your feet. It was a weird sensation but certainly a fun experience. We will have to see if the beaches in Santorini can compete!
Megan and Kevin
Mykonos is an island with about 10,000 inhabitants. In summer, it swells to 100,000, so you can imagine what we were in for. Thankfully it is "shoulder" season and the hordes of tourists have been reduced greatly. The streets are still saturated with tourist trinket, jewelry shops, and plenty of restaurants and bars to keep all of the visitors fed and watered. Every building is painted bright white and the streets were purposely constructed to be narrow and windy, very maze-like. Apparently the streets were designed this way to confuse pirates back in the day. It was quite the task to find that gyros shop we visited the day before. Two Euros for a gyro! And they are fabulous of course. It keeps the tourists on their toes anyway. It is hard to find the same shop twice.