We are here for two nights as I really wanted to visit one of the Greek islands, I know I know Rhodes and Crete are Greek Islands but I wanted to connect with one of the picture postcard, mama Mia, windmill, white and blue houses island. Originally we were booked to fly from Santorini to Bordeaux France but our flights to France got cancelled and nothing worked. It was easy to get here from Athens but much harder to get out. We are now booked to fly out on Volotea (evidently Europes best budget airline, we’ll see) to fly to Marseille.
But first of all we enjoy the view. We are booked in a little self contained Villa looking down to Ornos beach. It’s very basic but has a lovely, but very cold, plunge pool. We wander down into Ornos village for dinner and YES I have the most wonderful crispy zucchini patties served with Greek yoghurt sauce and WH has lamb chops and we share a Greek salad. It was all delicious. The people were lovely the beer was cold and the wine was yuck but I still drank it. It was a lovely evening.
On the morning we catch the bus into Mykonos. The caretaker at the villa tells us it is about 36 euro for an Uber into town, but George (he’s the transfer driver who picked us up from the airport in his van. The van with no air conditioning and a taped up broken window and a door that you couldn’t open from the inside, 30 euro thank you very much for the 15 minute drive) can provide a ride into town for 20. I think it must be further away than what I think but research has shown there is a bus down the road so we go and catch it. 1.60 that’s right 3.20 Euro for the two of us and it takes us about 10 minutes tops. I think our caretaker may be pulling my leg so I put the destination in when we get home and sure enough its 37 Euro.
We hop of our great bus trip, yes I did say great and bus in the same sentence. The traffic on the narrow streets, both pedestrian with no footpaths and vehicles of two, 4 and 8 wheels everywhere. The buss driver has nerves of steel. We take a narrow path to the sea and I haven’t mentioned it yet but it’s windy. It’s Wellington windy with gusts up to 60 kph, ok not quite Wellington, but still windy.
We pass yet another little red roofed church and as luck would have it strike the windmills. Which by the way don’t work and are nearly getting blown away in the wind. They still connect and are picture postcard.
We move on and wander and wander and click (or at least I do) and wander some more. It’s really hard to pick the best photos to tell the story because they can tell it far better than me.
Windy waves blowing onshore
There is a ginormous cruise ship in (you can see the aft of it in the windy picture) and things start getting pretty crowded as the morning wears on. We decide we have wandered enough so we splash out another 3.20 and head back to Ornos for a lunch.
A few quick pics of transport though. Check out the rubbish truck and Nan who nearly ran us down on her scooter.
I am going to say something here about selfies. After being at all these picture postcard places like Acropolis, Blue Mosque, quaint villages, white washed buildings, and Mykonos windmills I propose a new etticut that should take hold in regard to selfies. YOU GET ONE SHOT. You may not stand there and flick your hair, then look and retake, then move your slit on your skirt to show more thigh, then look then pout some more, then tip you head up, then down. YOU GET ONE SHOT and move along. Even if its an exceptionally bad one you can get another shot of it later.
PS
Selfie takers you may also not stand in exits, entrances or narrow pathways unless you are exceptionally quickly.
Travel tip. When in Mykonos take the bus its very cheap and a nice bus.
Just a couple more photos as I don’t wont the very poor selfie to be the last pic you see. We were going back to the bus and shortcutting through the lanes towards the bus stop and this little fella with his suitcase trundling behind was in front of us. He gets to where he is going and then peeks out from behind the stairs as I attempt to take a picture through the lane to the sea. Which I fail to do so by the way>
