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June ummm... something. What day is it? ~Parental Discretion Advised
Famous last words " Wish me luck as it is the youthful party island of hedonistic debauchery. I wonder what more adventures await..."
Ios, definitively exciting and alive. The energy here is contagious and like that of a spring break frenzy but set amidst the majesty of the Mediterranean. A funny Aussie picked me from port and I soon discovered he's the owner of the fine establishment I now bed at. He came on holiday 20 years ago and never left. "A Far Out Beach Club" is the name. Look that shit up. Its like a hedonistic commune of hundreds of sun worshipers and sinners. I'm so serious this place beds about 600 people. I thought myself still, quiet and contemplative. Until here. Damn infectious youth and their corrupting ways. I made it just in time for sunset where I sat drinking a sex on the beach watching the Friday thrill escalate. Met some Grecian men who gave me imported liqueur only found on the island of Crete. Tasted like ouzo damnit! God, what is it with these people and the love for anise? (thats what they make it
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I mean Kristen's Boobs from) I sprinted to the shower so I wouldn't miss any action. Which after 24 hours I learned, NEVER stops. With the party jitters pumping through me I made my way to the bar where I met the amazing staff. All travelers alike who were working their summer in paradise while funding their wild nights. I tagged with them after bar shut down, 2 shots of tequila and free ouzo. Okay, I gave in. If your in Greece drink the damn stuff and make the best of it. Off to Ash's apartment (the Cali girl who's been here 5 weeks) large consumptions of beer. Pulled into random bar were owner gives Ash and I free shots of red vodka! He liked the blonde girls, I liked his vodka. On to thumping night club appropriately named "Flames". The incendiary club produces sweaty tourists, amazing dancing, more free shots and a job offer. In honor of "Flames" and my metaphorical fire I drank a flaming lamborghini with Ash. What you ask? I drank something lit on fire. Just know after this devilish concoction I hit a record drunk. I mazed the labyrinth streets of Ios to several more clubs ending somewhere around
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Watch out ladies this shit is a panty dropper 5 am left to fend the crowds for a 40 min walk home. A group of Aussie ladies split a taxi with me and I awoke at 8 to relocate. Stumble to nearest market for drunk breakfast and sleep off the morning in wooden tent, fighting hangover and monster mosquitos.
My day consisted of lots of water and sweet stillness on the insanity of a beach. All us hungover kids smiling in satisfaction under our overpriced sunscreen and tiki umbrellas. I already have a job and apartment lined up to stay the summer. (If I choose to do so) Not to mention a cool ass roomie from Arizona. Do I want to spend my summer cancun style everyday for 3 more months? I guess we will see...
I hung out with the camp owner and the bar staff. The funny Aussie who runs the place sent me over to a small film crew whereas I was interviewed for some backpacker/traveler/hostel something or other. Drank more sex on the beach and ate myself sick on chocolate cookies. Honestly how hard do I have it? I befriend cool film crew guys and get free hotel offer for a 5 nights
Kids at the Rock Bar
I think Bon Jovi was playing at this moment! stay in Santorini. Shaun, the professional snowboarder from Aspen has a 2 room hotel and wanted some company. Sounds sexy but not in any way like that. Cool guy though.
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Continue my Sat. with afternoon siesta and relax. Local Bar owner offers tour of city so I acquiesce. Still thinking about sleep and hangover here. I end up dancing the night away till 6am only to discover that my wallet which had all my money for the month (400euro), my visa and my ID was gone. Yep, big fucking loss here. I jump on broken scooter with drunk club owner and spend next 4 hours on the phone and canceling my card. (all in drunk cloud mind you) Pass out around 10am. Awake around 2 with head thumping in sync to Loud club insanity. My wooden hell split two clubs so it was relentless partying. Feeling completely defeated, sick, hung-over and regretting Ios I fended the already intoxicated youth for water. "I'm too old for this shit" I attempt sleep. Futile. Awake to drunk club owner in tent. Offers me a bar-tending job then smiles widely and returns wallet. Holy Fucking Shit! Everything still there, every
last euro. Only shit is that I already cancelled my card and have to wait on a new one being shipped to Athens. With regained optimism I head to beach for an afternoon of volleyball and friends. Still not wanting to return to the clubs I turn down offer after offer for free drinks and fun. I walk the empty roads and find amazing restaurant called "Harmony." Cool. All my new friends are there not to mention a free dinner. A Free, Amazing, mexican feast. I'm so thankful for my turn of luck, buy drinks for friend and somehow end up club hopping till 5am. Awake, sober... Grab first ferry for Santorini and peace out of that bitch. Having no clue how or why these kids stay all summer. I lasted 3 days feeling like I lived months there but aged several years. Fuck that.
But now Santorini afternoons on black sand beaches and beauty. But thats another story.
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brandon
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Wow. Looks like a lot of fun with mister whats his name. Gonna puke now.