Postcards from: Mykonos, Greece
“I hope you like to party!” was the first thing our taxi driver said to us when we landed in Greece last week, headed for Mykonos. Since I haven’t had the partying stamina for at least five years now and being sixty-odd days into our travels, this worried me a little, but come to find out; there’s still space to have some quiet enjoyments here. You just have to pick the right place to stay, explore the streets earlier, and leave the beach club before the ‘club’ overrides the ‘beach’ part.
