Day 1 - "Holiday-ay! Celebra-ate!"

We have arrived in Mykonos! I started the day belting out Madonna's hit, excited at the prospect of holidaying to a new Greek island...will it be beautiful? What will the tzatziki be like? Where can I get a Mythos? So many questions...Our flight with British Airways (oh B-Ave...) was delightfully roomy, and despite a group of banterific (ie twattish) boys and their auxiliary, space invading slaggy girls, it was a fine flight. I had some gins. And a vodka, to make up for the lack of Stella. So far so good, and we touched down at about 19:30 local time to a balmy, breezy Mykonos. I forced Andrew to get a taxi to the hotel, naturally, but immediately regretted it as the journey was about 4 minutes, and was FIFTEEN EUROS!! What a rip. Something tells me this island may be a wee bit more expensive than other ones we've been to...

But hey ho! We checked in to our rather beautiful hotel, Hotel Dionysos just by Ornos beach. It's chic and very white, in the sugar cube architecture style Mykonos is famous for. We were given complimentary apple juice and biscuits on arrival (odd! but welcome...) and shown to our room, which has a pretty cool four poster, lots of space and a little terrace overlooking the pool. After a wee while acclimatising and unpacking, we ventured out to explore Ornos Town...

Which didn't take long as it only has three streets. It occupies a narrow strip of land between two beaches within spitting distance of each other. One had not much going for it, but the main one, Ornos Beach, has a strip of bars all along the beach. We had a saunter through them and they all seemed very "cool", with an attractive candle lit ambience, and with an attractively priced cocktail list. Probably a good place for a drink, but it was about 9:30pm and we needed some dinner. So we ambled on a bit further round the shoreline to a place called Apaggio, which I had read reviews of describing it as a more rustic, quiet place to have some food. It was certainly quieter than the throbbing bars on the beach, and I had probably the tastiest moussaka I've ever had! The view over the harbour with twinkling lights in the distance was also delightful. The bill wasn't as colossal as I'd feared either, so all in all it was a winner. We waddled home via a bakery and finished the night eating baklava on our little terrace. Hurrah! Hitting the town tomorrow to see what the famous Mykonos party scene has to offer...more blog then!!xx