Shirley Valentine certainly had it right. Mykonos was delightful, and everything you expect of a Greek Island. From the limewashed houses with their blue doors and stairs to the crystal clear water and wooden fishing boats, Mykonos could have come straight off the cover of a glossy travel brochure. Lou wandered the streets, taking her time to explore Mykonos townsite and chat to locals and I took a bus tour that took me to towns, beaches and monasteries all over the island. Both took about the same time as it's only 20 mins from one end of the island to another. We spent time at the windmills and in Little Venice, where the streets are deliberately narrow and winding in order to trick pirates. I saw an amazing 15th century monastery, sanctified in 1797 when a nun found an icon floating in the harbour. The icons themselves were amazing. Lunch was garlic prawns by the shore of the Agean, although the restaurant next door tried to induce me to dine by hanging dead squid off a boat. I noticed it was the least packed of all the taverns. Maybe that was their way to tenderise their catch?
Evidently the cheapest house currently for sale in Mykonos is €200 000, and the villas are celebrity status symbols costing millions. As I looked at the backpackers walking past the infinity pools at the 7 star hotel on the beachfront, it was easy to see that Mykonos has something for everyone.
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