10 days & 10 islands - Delos to Mykonos

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    SAILING

    The next day we crossed over to Mykonos, and the mood on board changed almost instantly. After the quiet reverence of Delos, Mykonos shimmered ahead of us like something altogether more mischievous.

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    We were lucky — very lucky. We managed to anchor Elvire just off the waterfront of Petite Venise, practically in front of the bars. From the deck we could already hear music drifting across the water, laughter bouncing between the whitewashed buildings, and the faint bassline promising a long night ahead. No taxis. No long walks. Just a short paddle in the zodiac.

    Elvire

    One by one we climbed in, slightly overdressed for a dinghy transfer but far too excited to care. lvire rocked gently at anchor; ahead, the lights of Petite Venise began to glow brighter by the minute.

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    We pulled up near the edge of Mykonos Town, pulling the zodiac up onto the small sand beach below the windmills as if this were the most normal thing in the world. Within seconds we were swallowed by the maze of narrow streets — white walls, blue doors, bougainvillea spilling overhead — every corner revealing another bar, another soundtrack, another invitation.

    Elvire

    Somewhere near Little Venice, with the sea practically splashing at our feet, we found ourselves dancing under the stars, the Aegean just metres away.

    Hours later — far later than planned — we made the reverse journey. Climbing aboard in the early hours, we collapsed onto the deck cushions, looking back at Mykonos ..the beat definitely hadn’t fallen asleep.

    Elvire

    I slipped off to sleep. At some point I woke — no idea why at first. Maybe a change in the wind, maybe a shift in the anchor chain. Then I heard it: the unmistakable thud-thud-thud of summer dance music still rolling across the water.

    And there was Noah .. Silhouetted against the glow of the island lights, he was on Elvire’s trampoline at the bow, dancing completely on his own. No audience. No inhibition. Just him and the distant DJ still giving it everything.

    By morning, Mykonos looked almost innocent. White walls. Calm water. No hint of the night before. But we know. What HAPPENS IN Mykonos STAYS IN Mykonos :)

    SAILING from MYKONOS to TINOS HERE -->

    written : 2022

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