Blogs from South Aegean, Greece, Europe - page 121

If you've ever been to Mykonos, the spelling of the title should immediately bring to mind the sound of the island's mating call...Myykonooos! When you first hear 'Myykonooos' (probably from a pack of drunk Italians flying by 3 per scooter), you think to yourself, "that is the epitomy of uncool. Who does that?" But this is the island of Dionysus, the god of the harvest, the ultimate party host. Spring time debauchery was celebrated in his name. Large statues of male phalluses were *ahem* erected in his honor. He will get you drunk, provide a feast for the eyes as well as the body, and seduce you into his ways. The following are his tactics... Around 3pm the first day you'll be sitting on Paradise Beach and the DJ will turn up the music and ... read more

As I sat at the bus stop in Santorini waiting for the metal box without brakes I met some Canadians, and believe it or not, an American (and he wasn't even from NY as they all tend to be so far. Kansas City!) So we made quick friends despite our hangovers and decided to team up for hotel hunting on Ios. A short ferry ride threatened our troubled tummies, but the "Fly Cat Four" arrived on Ios safely. (Yes we named ourselves after our ferry by the same name. We even made a logo and later brainstormed a brilliant business idea to brew a beer called Omega, to be the official party beer of Greece.) But I digress. If you read my 'review' of Murphy's Bar in Santorini in my last blog (Santorini), you now also ... read more

Santorini had been a destination I had always wanted to visit, the beautiful architecture of the cyclade islands and the deep blue of the Mediterranean. Unfortunately our flight out of Heathrow was cancelled. It being the last flight of the night, meant that Mum, myself and Liani were put up at the Radisson Heathrow for the night, rather than arriving in Santorini the next morning. It wasn’t until the next afternoon that we finally got a flight out of London and were on our way. Because we hadn’t shown up for our connecting flight out of Athens, Aegean Air had cancelled our flights! Therefore we ended up having another night in Athens and getting a connection early next morning to Santorini. Upon arrival into Oia - the most beautiful and least commercial of all the villages ... read more

It was our war torn livers that were most thankful of our escape from Ios to the scenic Santorini - an island somehow shaped by the biggest recorded volcanic eruption of all time. Santorini is said to be the most beautiful of the islands, a getaway from fast paced living with postcard perfect views; a romantic retreat where honeymooners hold hands, and sunsets are simply to die for : I ventured to Santorini with, Azz, and Alex the Frenchman. For the first time in 28 illustrious years, my Birthday was not celebrated with my family in Melbourne - and despite not getting a chance to cut the cake and make a wish, from what I remember (very little) - the boys ensured it was a memorable evening. Oia, at the far north of the island, lived ... read more

The three words that come to mind when you talk about Ios are Fun, Filth, and Flesh... all in abundance. It is one of the most acclaimed party islands of the world offering two things: hangovers and beaches to recover. On Planet Ios, Saturday night, is every night; and with14 days of straight partying it is hard not to expereince a sense of de ja vu. Everyday looked like this: 11am - Awake to the sound of rude, noisy Italian males, who are awake much earlier than everyone else because they are often refused entry into most late night clubs. 12pm - The bedroom, housing the four of us (plus any guests) is just too uncomfortable to sleep in any longer. 1pm - Movement to the beach is considered, but later dismissed in favour of 30 ... read more