As you might have seen on my Instagram, Mykonos was one of my favorite trips in all of 2015. I hope all of you guys get a chance to visit someday!
The instant we got off our ferry from Santorini to Mykonos, we noticed the amazing clear blue waters of the adjacent beach. We wanted to jump in right then and there, but had to drop off our bags by the hotel first. We realized that there were only about 3 taxis total on the island, and the best way to get around would be by renting some sort of vehicle. Against common sense and the rental company, Mattia, and everyone else’s grandmas’ suggestions to get a normal-sized car, I insisted we get an ATV (aka quadbike).
We had to fit 3 carry-on-sized bags, 1 giant purse, and ourselves on a small ATV that was low on gasoline for the hilly trek to our hotel. The Greek rental guys stared (and giggled) at us while we took forever to secure our bags to the ATV. They all waved goodbye cheerily when we finally rolled away to our Mykonos home base, Ornos Beach.
Mattia drove while I navigated. I may or may not have led him down the wrong path once or twice. Or three times. We may or may not have backtracked for a bag when it fell off at a sharp turn. We may or may not have mistakenly gone down a steep hill, only to have to return treacherously back, clinging onto the bags for dear life.
It was one of the best travel decisions ever.
We felt an enormous surge of accomplishment upon arrival and wasted no time jumping into our hotel pool. To say it was incredibly refreshing would be an understatement. After a few cannonballs and photos, we hopped back onto our ATV to make it to the beach club, Paradise Beach.
Without the added weight of luggage, our speed…didn’t improve by much. It would’ve made more sense to get separate ATV’s or a Vespa because of the amount of steep inclines in Mykonos.
Paradise Beach was aptly named—straw umbrellas, crystal clear turquoise waters, full bar service. They were pumping loud club music, which only got louder at 4pm when the go-go dancers appeared and the dance floor came alive. Meanwhile, Mattia and I spent time drinking fruity cocktails (me) and beers (him), playing volleyball, and swimming to nearby rocks.
We joined the dance floor around sunset, and then realized that everyone was Italian. The MC, the DJ, Mattia, and all the other partiers. I was the only non-Italian. We partied with the Italians until 11pm when we decided it was time head back for dinner.
We found our little ATV in the dark parking lot, and it wouldn’t start. Big surprise. We paid some guy 3 euros to jumpstart it, and we were off.
Once we arrived back at Ornos Beach, we had the most delicious Greek salad, Margherita pizza, and pesto pasta. After dinner, we should’ve probably headed to some after-hours clubs for a true Greek experience of staying out all night, but we ended up falling asleep instead.
The next few days we spent discovering small beaches, exploring Mykonos Town, chasing amazing sunsets, and meeting people who were fun & crazy in the best way. We traveled in style in our trusty little ATV. There were countless times where a hill was too steep for our ATV. One of us had to jump off and run up the hill so that the ATV enough power to get up there.
It was still one of the best travel decisions ever.
On our last day, we confidently placed the 4 bags on the ATV. After a few days of craziness on the ATV, the trek back to the rental company was a breeze. We couldn't believe we had so much trouble the first time around! Leaving Mykonos was definitely bittersweet, but I discovered a new life dream in the process: to have a vacation home in Mykonos someday. I might even consider getting a Vespa instead when that day comes.