Bouncing back, baby
So after climbing the steps in Santorini, I thought it would be a good idea to go out on the town. And it was — though probably not until 5:30 a.m. (No photos of the evening will ever see the light of day.) Having been told that we didn’t need to leave until about 11 a.m., I was struggling when I woke up at 9:30 and found out we had to be packed and on the bus by 10. I made it before having a slight meltdown on the ferry to Mykonos. As Laura was WAY under the weather, I loaded our bags onto the ferry because she was too sick to handle her bags and stay in line. I’m very glad she and I buck the female trend and pack light. Dragging 3 bags plus my camera bag up that ramp was a nightmare. Plus, I couldn’t see Laura and thought, “What if she’s passed out in the ferry depot?” Luckily, she made it. I made it and then passed out in my seat with my iPod.
Mykonos isn’t nearly as scenic as Santorini and apparently, its greatest offering to the world is over-the-top crazy nightlife. After my night in Santorini, I’m not sure I can handle Mykonos night life, but may go out in a more controlled fashion tonight. Today, we changed rooms because someone else on our trip isn’t handling Mykonos very well. One of the women in our group was sharing a two-room suite with a couple of guys who didn’t make it in until 8:15 a.m. One of them stumbled in and passed out in her room. So now, we’ve switched and moved into the suite.
Good news is that Laura is feeling better and actually made it out to the beach for lunch. Opa!