Mykonos

We docked in New Port –

a map for orientation

a map for orientation

 

 

rather than drop anchor and deal with tenders like the other three ships in port (Costa, Regents, Silver Seas) which dropped their passengers off in Old Port

I took the path less traveled which means walking the 30 minutes from the ship to town rather than paying for either the WaterBus or shuttle bus.

I appreciated Mykonos a bit better than Santorini. I don’t think it was solely from not having to climb forever to get to the town. I certainly don’t think it had anything to do with the number of otherwise well behaving adults getting on Mopeds and ATVs and certainly not the result of driving gone wrong –
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It was more the atmosphere of calm. Of whitewashed houses and shops, restaurants with patrons enjoying a coffee, balconies, flowers, all shining in the sun. Fresh air not laden with the smell of animals and clean streets also might have something to do with it.

On the edge of town, the four windmills, much newer than many of the surrounding houses attracted more than a few tourists:

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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