As I skipped up to Charlotte at 3am on a balmy Tuesday morning in Clapham Junction, I already knew that our trip to Greece was going to be fun-filled. The 4am glasses of prosecco at the airport were perhaps a little indulgent but we were as giddy as two 17 year olds going on their first holiday without the parents and after a rough few weeks at home we needed a little light-heartedness.
Described as ‘the Ibiza of the Greek Islands’, I wasn’t sure what I was expecting from our first stop on the week-long island hopping trip, but I was pleasantly surprised by how stylish and beautiful Mykonos was.
Hotel-wise it certainly wasn’t the cheapest stop on our itinerary (Mykonos-Naxos-Santorini) but the extra cost proved worthwhile when we stepped inside the minimalistic beach-chic Petinos Hotel, located just steps from Platis Gialos beach.
We quickly checked in, swapped our travel attire for sun dresses and headed straight for lunch. Clearly we’d got a taste for the morning proseccos and ordered another each to go with the first of many Greek salads of the trip.
Exhausted from the early start, we decided not to over-exert ourselves on the first day and promptly plonked ourselves on the nearest sun loungers, stirring only to take a cooling dip in the sea and to order another prosecco of course.
That evening, despite feeling slightly delirious from the lack of sleep and a little too much fizz, we caught the bus from outside our hotel into Mykonos Town for just 1.60 (euro). There we wandered speedily (still in London mode) through the meandering cobbled streets, past restaurants, shops and bars until we reached the harbour. Despite the abundance of pretty restaurants throughout the town, inviting us in with their delicious scents emanating into the streets, there was only one place we wanted to be…by the water. I don’t think there is a sight more beautiful than watching the sunlight glistening on the early evening ripples of water and that’s exactly the view I was seeking for our first evening in Mykonos.
But, as ever, the waterfront restaurants are usually the most expensive and not wanting to blow our budget completely on the first day, we decided to step back a little and settled for an Italian/Greek restaurant a little further in.
For our second day in Mykonos, we decided to board the water taxi from Platis Gialos over to Paradise Beach. The receptionist at our hotel had warned us that it would be full of “young Italians” and as we were clearly a little older, perhaps it wouldn’t be our style…wrong! We loved listening to the 90’s music booming from the beach-side bars, taking us back to a time when we would have done nothing but drink, dance and sunbathe on a holiday to Greece. It wouldn’t have been somewhere we’d want to visit every day, but a one day trip certainly got us in the party spirit and we soon found ourselves purchasing tickets to Hed Kandi for the next night.
The next day, not wanting to peak too soon, we decided to hold off on the prosecco drinking (until evening at least) and instead took the bus back into Mykonos town to admire the white washed buildings, harbour-side windmills and to buy our onward boat tickets to Naxos for the next day.
By midday, the heat was a little much for wandering and so we hopped on the bus back to Platis Gialos and relaxed on the loungers in front of Bonatsa sushi bar & restaurant.
We’d quickly left our ‘London pace’ behind and had relaxed fully into the Grecian, slower way of life. After a lunch of tuna and salmon maki rolls, I strolled to the supermarket for a taste of the Greece of my childhood holidays – warm, juicy peaches and Greek yoghurt.
Later, we headed to Thea, with it’s perfect views over the beach, for an early dinner of traditional Souvlaki (meats, pitta, salad and tzaziki). Then it was back to the apartment for a ‘disco nap’ before we danced around our apartment to the tunes of the summer – Klingande, Dogma and old favourite Kings of Leon. Filling up on yet more prosecco, we were soon in the party mood and ready to board the bus into Mykonos town and on to Paradise Beach.
When we arrived at Paradise Beach we were a little disappointed to discover that the beach-side bars were closed off for the night and so at around midnight we headed straight into the almost empty club.
The crowd soon picked up and before we knew it we were knocking back 15 euro glasses of vodka and red bull and dancing along with our new friends the Angel Gabe and the Arab Prince.
As dawn approached we slowly made our way back to the hotel and crashed for a couple of hours before it was time to drag our weary bodies to the harbour where we would catch the 2pm ferry to Naxos (29 euros and roughly 1.5 hours).