Last Day on Mykonos (August 18), the Greek Party Island

We spent a week on Mykonos, and didn't go into the town of Mykonos (locally known as Chara) until the day we were leaving. This really amazed the rental agent for the villa we rented; however, we weren't there to party, we were there to relax. From our villa, which was across the bay from town, we could watch the floating resort hotels arrive and depart, and we were very thankful to be watching from a distance, rather than being in the middle of it.

We are foodies. Eric, Rebecca, Max, Sophie, Sherry and I love to cook and eat good food. And so we did. Every morning started with a few batches of Greek coffee to get the adults going.






And we shopped 2 or 3 times that week for fresh produce, fish and meat. A few examples:


Max prepared a yummy omelette for everyone. The kid can cook!


Eric and I found fresh prawns at the fish market. Add a Greek salad, sauteed veggies with hard Greek cheese, a braided bread that resembled a challah, and - of course - a chilled Greek white wine, and, oh yes, that's good eating!







But the sun always sets on a good time, and so we packed our bags, watched our last sunset from the deck of Villa Cleo, and prepared to move on to more adventures.

On the last day, we checked out of the villa and spent a few hours in town, which was rather nice. And so here are a few pix and thoughts:


A typical street in Mykonos town; very charming, bright, colorful and filled with so many places to spend money!


You can't visit a Greek island without taking at least one photo of a fisherman and his boat, so here it is.


The famous Mykonos windmills which, as far as I can tell, have only ever served one purpose - posing for photographs by tourists. They are doing a great job, yes?


See what I mean?


Petros the Pelican (no, that's Max in the foreground) is the official Mykonos iconic wildlife representative. This guy (I have no idea what sex it really is) strolls through the town, and when people start pointing cameras at him, he stops and poses (really!). He allows himself to be petted. I'm guessing that locals feed him. What a life. (I think he is the 4th or 5th official Petros.)


Eric and Sophie took the 3-hour round trip and tour to the island of Delos to see the incredible ancient ruins. The entire island is a cultural site, and has no residents. This is what it looked like as their boat was returning to Mykonos; it was a wild ride, and they enjoyed it.

From Mykonos, we flew to Athens, sat around for a few hours, and then flew to Tel Aviv, Israel, arriving at 1230AM. We checked into our hotel in Jerusalem at about 2AM Sunday morning. My next post: Israel.

- posted from the fisheyepad