Just tell people that you’re off to spend 3 weeks in the Greek Islands and their faces seem to take on a greenish hue. So we had an inkling of what was in store, but there were a few things that we didn’t see coming:
Marvel - Santorini: When your first stop is a settlement that clings to the rim of what was the largest volcanic eruption in recorded history, there’s bound to be some cool sights. Exploring the quaint white walled town, scooting out to see the sunset from the crater’s edge, and clambering around what is a geologist’s Disneyland made this a fun few days.
Madness - Ios. How to make yourself feel old at age 25? Go to Ios. We wouldn’t have partied past dawn for two nights if we weren’t enjoying ourselves, but when there are 20 year olds who have been doing that for a week and still want to play beach volleyball rather than have an afternoon nana nap, you can’t help but wonder if there are any Zimmer frames available at your campground. An incredible party scene, but three days was enough to push us both over the edge and into a crippling Man-Flu (I’m not sure exactly which strain Emma caught, but it was just as debilitating).
Misery - Paros. Initially we only planned 2 days on Paros - just enough to make the most of this windsurfing Mecca. Instead, it became 5 days of miserable ManFlu, made slightly less miserable by the fact that daytime naps were in hammocks on the beach, and salt gargles were replaced by light sea swims around the headland at sunset. This place was just what the doctor ordered (along with heavy doses of what Brad termed “ghetto medicine” - antibiotics, strepsils and Vicks Vaporub).
Mykonos - My favourite island, where you can (and we did, repeatedly) get lost in the winding white streets that were designed to disorientate pirates, stumble across “Little Venice“, countless art galleries, cool little cafes and creperies, and then find the landmark windmills before figuring out the way home.
With our glands still up, but ManFlu on its way out, we mustered for a night out on the town, finding that Mykonos lived up to its reputation of being a little older (than Ios), a little edgier and diverse (rather than the Ios model of having the entire island pulse to the beat of the latest Ministry of Sound release),and a little more “K Rd”. A great night out, with surprisingly less adverse health consequences than we feared (maybe we’re not THAT old yet).
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