Day 36
If I said today was the best day of Mykonos it would be quite an understatement. If I said it was the best day of the trip it still wouldn't be enough. That is not to say that there weren't issues that came up at times, however after the things I did, places I went and people i saw I will never forget this day.
Knowing today was our last day with our ATVs, Arryn and I woke up bright and early (pfft...11) And headed off for a final long ride. However when I went to find my bike, it seemed that our journey would be delayed a bit. I went back to where I had parked my bike the night before and it was nowhere to be found. Knowing people sometimes move them because they want to park their cars, I searched high and low looking for my bike everywhere. Eventually I gave up and returned to the store to see what they would do. The owner, after grilling me about how I could have lost it, drove me around for a final look. Thank god we found it, tucked away in a far away corner there was my bike, safe and sound.
Finally Arryn and I could set off and we headed to the north side of the Island. We drove and drove, climbing higher higher, until we reached the highest point on the island. From there we saw some amazing views and an incredible house boasting both a tennis court and helipad. We toured around for a bit longer, exploring sides of the island we had not seen yet before heading back to town to return the bikes.
We rejoined the other boys once more and headed into town looking all over to find a place that sold ferry tickets. As we were about to give up we ran into Natasha who was able to point us in the right direction. We eventually got there and managed to snag the last five tickets on the boat to Ios.
Once we were done there we grabbed a bite to eat finding a place that had a cheap fried fish meal deal. The only problem with it was that once the food came we realized it was literally entire little fish that had been fried, bones and all. Despite it looking very unappetizing, (see picture) once we got into it, it actually didn't taste too bad.
From there we headed to the most chilled beach in Mykonos, a 5 minute walk out of town. There were no bars or music there and very little tourists, it was the perfect place to just relax.
Dinner was also a memorable experience as we grabbed yet another gyro (probably number 10 by now). The restaurant was absolutely packed and as we say down to eat, the entire town experienced a blackout. But that didn't stop anyone, the chefs started a coal stove, the cashier started using pen and paper and everyone continued eating like normal.
We headed towards Paradise beach for Pres at Aizens place before we were going to go to Paradise club to see Martin Solveig. However once we bused to the beach Aizen was nowhere to be found. We had no phone and no idea where he lived. We must of waited at the bus stop for over an hour until we ran into other people heading towards Aizens. Once there we thought our night could finally start, however after 20 minutes security came past and forced us to go down to the beach.
For the next 2 hours we chilled on the beach, sitting back with drinks and pumping ourselves up for the spectacle we were about see. At 1:30 we walked into the club which was already going hard and listened to the tunes of the opening act, Dj Gregory. Lafaille, Martins side kick was next up and he really got us going. He belted out fantastic mixes including White Stripes mixed with Swedish House Mafia.
As amazing as he was nothing could have prepared us for how spectacular Martin himself was going to be. He was the best DJ I had ever heard. Once he started playing the club was in a frenzy, going absolutely nuts when he finally played 'Hello'. But it didn't stop there, Skrillex, Nirvana, MSTRKRFT, Pitbull and Chilli Peppers were all played just to name a few. I remember at 3am saying "there are only 4 hours left". I never wanted it to end. It kept going and so did we, right past sunrise till 7am, where our bodies could take no more and we had to head home.
Grabbing the next bus, we headed home, collapsing into bed just before 8am.