Day 27 - Mykonos - Hitting rock bottom

I'm pretty sure the aircon is on. Yet why am I sweating like I've just run a marathon. Oh thats right, I've got a frickin fever. My throat is on fire and my head is throbbing. Looks like the Mykonos curse is at it again. I ALWAYS get sick after the 3rd night. ALWAYS. We didn't get out of bed until about 3pm. And even then, it was a real struggle to even go out. The only reason we went out is for food and liquid. We made it literally around the corner and plonked ourselves down at the first place we saw. Looks like its crepes for us, which is a good thing because my throat is so swollen I can barely swallow anything.

Turkey, tomato and cheese crepes

Both of us feel like someone shoved a nail file down our throats. So instead of coffee or alcohol, we went for some tea. We couldn't stop drinking the tea as it really helped to sooth our throats. Last time we were sick like this, we ended up buying ALL the ice lemon tea from the local shops. After eating, we barely had the energy to do laps. I think we did 1 lap (just so we could check on the $40 woman) before I started getting really bad headspins and had to sit before I passed out.

Somewhere along the way, Moishii had to go back to the apartment to get something, so he left me sitting on a ledge on the streets. Whilst I waited for him, trying not to hurl, this old, possibly homeless guy came and sat next to me. And started talking to me. I had no idea what he was talking about. I don't even think it was Greek. It was as if he was possessed and I was listening to the devil. I quickly made a get away and ran back to the apartment to meet Moishii instead.

After that, we quickly dashed into the nearest store to pick up a few 1L cartons of ice lemon tea and water. Oh, a MASSIVE box of tissues for me because I know I will need it. The only chemist in town is closed for siesta time, which means I can't get any pills until later. We basically headed straight back to the apartment afterwards and passed out again.

I spent the next few hours running a fever and coughing my lungs out. We eventually got up around 9pm because I had to go the chemist. I took all the rest of my pills (I hadn't planned on getting THAT sick) and thought maybe the chemist might be able to give me something.

We got up and barely bothered doing our lap before we hit the chemist. They prescribed some green tablets for me (so pretty!) which I decided to take with our dinner. For dinner, we went back to the same taverna last night as I noticed that they had soup on the menu.

We asked the guy how big their chicken soup was and he said it was a small serve. So we ordered a bowl each plus a main meal thinking we would be able to finish it all:


Holy crap! I could wash my face in that bowl of soup! That bowl is at least 7cm deep! However, it was actually really nice and comforting. It was a chicken broth that had rice in it. It was VERY VERY similar to a chinese congee, except it was much runnier and uses alot of chicken broth. By the time I finished the bowl (Ok, I only got through 2/3s of it) and our main meal came out. I was completely stuffed.

BBQ chicken with roasted potatoes

Baked stuffed tomatoes with baked potatoes

I wanted something light and non-greasy considering I was so sick so I ordered the stuffed tomatoes. However, I forgot that they stuff it with rice mixed with tomato paste. The smell and taste of that just made me nauseous so I couldn't eat any of that. I ended up eating just the potatoes and left most of the tomatoes untouched. The manager even asked me if anything was wrong. I thought it'll be rude to say your food makes me want to hurl, so I just said I was full.

We did a few laps after dinner, just to check on the $40 woman and Scary canary. But after awhile, I started to feel sick again and went back to the apartment where I proceeded to "return" my dinner into the toilet bowl. I don't think it was the food, I actually think it was the green pills they gave me. They were so strong it was making me sick.

I had to lay down for awhile after that, which meant we got to watch Je T'aime. We even managed to get a few photos of the highlight of the night.....

Our 70 biker male star with...

....a 60y.o. grandmother

We eventually got up and went for a walk. As we were heading towards the $40 woman, I decided to walk into this leather shop that we've never been in to. This is when Moishii whips out the camera and starts snapping photos.


The woman started trying to sell me these leather bags that looked like a football with a slit in it. I had to keep leading her on whilst Moishii tried to get a photo. The things I had to do, even when I was sick. And these bags were hideous!

We continued our laps hoping that if we bump into the $40 woman we would feel all better. We'd even settle for Scary Canary. But it wasn't to be. However, I think this woman made Moishii feel a bit better....even if it looks like she's going to spit on him then rip his throat out!!!


We eventually made our way to Scandanavian bar. Not before a few of the bartenders asked us why we're not partying already. And we even bumped into the Horny Italians again who asked us if they'll see us there. So we get into Scandanavian, after pushing through this crowd

Very small turnout tonight

And we immediately get onto the podium. We're becoming a pro at this. At the top of the podium, you can see everyone. And suddenly, the familiar faces in the crowds are giving us smiles and waves cos they recognise us and there is a common understanding/experience between us. This chick was saying hi to me from across the room!

Of course, there was the topless Italian Guys



And for some stupid bizarre reason, this woman decided to wear a hat indoors:


If she wasn't a woman, I would've called her a tosser just by looking at her. Seriously, it looked like she was off to watch the Melbourne cup! Except she didn't have a hat and decided to slap a chessboard on her head instead! And to make things worse, she insisted on squeezing onto the podium right infront/next to me where there was barely any room, and started giving me the dirties when I bumped into her. Well FOR FUCKS SAKE WOMAN, if you don't like being bumped into, DON'T GO CLUBBING! AND DON'T GIVE ME THE DIRTIES WHEN YOU SHOVE YOUR SKANKY ASS NEXT TO ME! *deep breath*

Some of you may think we're insane for going clubbing when we're that sick. Well, firstly, this trip was all about overdosing. We knew we'd get sick, and we had to push through it and go clubbing. We needed to overdose on Mykonos and never go back (How successful my theory is yet to be proven.....but I reckon we can Myth bust that soon.....). Secondly, maybe its the dancing, or the extreme heat inside, I felt FANTASTIC. And no, that wasn't the alcohol talking. OK, I did try to drink a wine, but one sip and I chucked it.

When we left the club, we decided to be smart about things and headed straight to the pita shop.


I especially needed the pita considering my dinner was sitting in a toilet bowl. Strangely enough, this pita made us feel alot better. Didn't stop me feeling sick when I got back to the apartment and continue to toss and turn in a fever though.

Day 26 - Mykonos going downhill

*KNOCK**KNOCK**Click*

WTF? We both tumble out of bed at the sound of an intruder. Its a tangle of bed sheets and bumping into furniture before we realised it was actually the cleaning lady. You see, part of our rental includes a change of bed linen half way through our stay. Now we've been sleeping in til 1-2pm EVERY DAY and the cleaning woman doesn't come until after we leave. However, she chose TODAY of all days to come at 11am. FFS Woman! We didn't get into bed until 6:30am!!!! LIKE WTF??????? ARGH!!!

We get semi decently dressed before she comes storming in and starts changing our bed sheets. With no where to stand without looking like we're staring at her, there was only one place to retreat to. The balcony. We throw open the balcony doors and suddenly we're blinded. No, I'm serious. I can't see a frickin thing! No only were we rudely awaken (actually, I'm pretty sure I was still sleep walking), we were forced onto the balcony during the blazing Greek sun. To make things worse, ALL the builds in Mykonos was white. ALL OF THEM. It was like I was in heaven, staring into the glorious light of God right before he struck me down with a can of whoop ass!!! We were standing on the balcony, with our eyes squinted until there was a slit of 1mm wide and I can't see a thing. Even when I squint, I can't see my fingers infront of my face. It was THAT blinding.

Also, the woman was making our beds. She wasn't just changing the sheets. SHE WAS MAKING OUR BEDS!!! We were tempted to tell her not to, but at that moment, I couldn't barely see, let alone speak in Greek. We just stood in the sun, letting the lights burn a hole in my cornea whilst she tucked my blankets under the mattress. 15mins later, she was done and out of there. The minute we closed the door behind her, we slammed the balcony door shut and immediately ripped all the sheets out and jumped back into bed.

When we finally got out of bed, which was less than 1.5hrs later because we couldn't sleep now that she woke us up, we went to search for breakfast. However, there was one minor problem. I couldn't get down the stairs. My knees were completely FARKED UP from last night. They had completely locked up and I couldn't bend my knees to get down the stairs. Crap. Is this what old age does to you? It took me a whole minute to get down the flight of stairs. OUCH!

For breakfast, we decided on a crepe place about 2mins walk from our apartment. This was the same crepe place that Moishii was in, when I got picked up at the super market by an 80yo guy. We walk in and immediately place our orders (not without alot of fuss) and the woman begins to make our crepe.


Suddenly the lights go out. Great. Its a blackout. TRUST US TO GET STUCK IN THE MIDDLE OF A BLACKOUT!! So now we're in a dilemma. She's started making our crepes, but they weren't really ready. She told everyone else that she can't make anything for them, but out order was half cooked. But with no electricity, that also meant no coffee. Well screw this. We ran outta there and down the street. When we got our breath back, we decided to hit the Gyros places as their stove is gas and they're still cooking away. Excellent start to the day. A nice greasy pita roll:


As we're sitting at the table finishing our pita rolls off, this van comes tearing down the street past us and then comes to a screeching halt. Next thing you know, he's reversing at full speed straight towards us! I practically dropped the plate when I jumped up to stop getting run over.


FFS! I can't even eat in peace! We decided to leave before something else happened. As we're walking, suddenly this massive piece of material practically engulfed us! I had to do a quick dodge!


SOMEONE thought it would be a great idea to show off their table cloths or something. SOMEONE LIKE THIS WOMAN WAS THROWING TABLE CLOTHS OUT OF HER WINDOW!!!


We storm off, not before checking on the $40 woman again. No luck. We decided that we should actually explore a bit more of the island today and take a few photos instead of walking our usual lap. Well, we were still doing our lap, just not as much.

The power had also come back at this stage. Moishii decided he severely needed a haircut whilst I needed a dose of the good old interweb. So he went to the hairdresser whilst I hit the netcafe a few doors down. 10mins later he rocks up with his hair completely shorn off. *blink***Blink* God.....I've never seen Moishii looking like a monk before. But I had more important things at hand. The internet! God I miss the internet. I'm really starting to get my fix when *ZAAAAP*

.......

There was another blackout......F*CKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!! ARGH!!!!!! $#%^#$ *Sigh* Alright, so we paid for whatever we thought we used and left the place. We found ourselves back at Mex Cafe to order our wine. (We couldn't get coffee because they couldn't boil anything!) I don't know what the waitresses problem is, but all she can do is give me a look of disgust. Its like she hates tourists. She smiles at the locals, but the minute she sees us, its like we killed her family or something.

Our 5pm drink

The great thing about Mex Cafe is that their alcohol is cheap, their coffee is fantastic AND its a parade of freaks going past every minute. So now we introduce Mex Cafe Christine!!


So now we have Local Christine that sits outside our apartment glaring at us day in day out, and Mex Cafe Christine that parades up and down the streets like a catwalk! Seriously, after a glass of wine, everything is funny. We finally got up and did another lap to check on the $40 woman. We also popped into Scary Canary's shop for a visit before Moishii spotted a henna tattoo place. Suddenly he wants a tattoo. It was partly the wine and partly the 2kg of nutella he scoffed down in his crepes. Suddenly, he has a tattoo:


We called it quits around 6:30pm and headed off to bed. God I needed sleep badly. When we woke up around 9:30, I could feel my throat starting to close up. God.....I know this feeling. This is the Mykonos 3 day curse!!!!! EVERY TIME we've been to Mykonos, after the first 3 party filled days, I get sick. Last time I got sick, I ended up drinking entire bottles of medication in 2 days all throughout the trip and about a month after I got home. I immediately pulled out my cold and flu tablets and started popping them like tic tacs. Moishii, also did the same.

All drugged up, we head back into town to check on the $40 woman. We decided to go a taverna we went to the first night we came to Mykonos in 2004.

Tzatziki

Bread

Keftedes - Greek meatballs with rice and chips

Moussaka

We went for coke instead of alcohol! *SHOCK**HORROR*

Double Greek Coffee for me

Finishing dinner, we did our usual laps which included the $40 woman and Scary Canary. Except we saw Scary Canary storm off home for dinner. After catching Je T'aime and filling up our alcohol bottles, we wandered around a bit, including past Scandanavian bar. It was still early so we wanted to walk around a bit more. Suddenly, one of the bar tenders walked up to me and asked how come we weren't going in yet? OMG...even the STAFF recognises us now! This is embarrassing! We promised we would be back and we kept that promise.

After walking for another 30mins, we headed back to Scandanavian bar and stopped by the bar downstairs for a shot of B-52. Now the first year we came to Mykonos, we started the night off with some B-52s. We've never had them until that point, and when we did, GOD it was good!! B-52 then became our Mykonos drink. After downing the shots, we were back upstairs partying.

B-52s

We immediately shoved our way onto the podium. It was so great getting onto the podium. There was no excuse for the guys to grope you every time they walked by. The number of times I had a guy rub his butt against mine is just too disturbing. I loved the podium and I wasn't getting down! We even bumped into some of the other podium guys from last night!





By the time the party was really rocking, I was starting to feel the affects of the entire bottle of vodka I had downed. Not because I am an alcoholic. OK, I'm an alcoholic, but I was also severly dehydrated. Not wanting to lose my podium spot, I decided to down my vodka rather than go get a drink. (It made sense in my head...) By about 4am, I was trashed. Alchol and tablets don't really mix. By this stage, my legs were going to snap off and I could barely stand straight. I told Moishii I was trashed. So instead of taking me home, we did a pit stop at the bar downstairs for another shot of B-52 before we could go home.


We also skipped our nightly Pita roll. Bad idea. I had my head in the toilet within half an hour. OK......no more alcohol and tablets....

Day 25 - Mykonos - Partying like there is no tomorrow

UGH. I'm pretty sure people are getting ready for their siesta by the time we got up. All I remember is guzzling down a litre of water in my sleep. The massive bottle of vodka and shots we had last night didn't help. Luckily we had our pita roll, otherwise I'll be in a worse condition. We get ready and immediately start doing our rounds up and down the streets of Mykonos. We somehow ended down at the port, and after 10mins of walking up and down and teasing all the waiters, we picked a restaurant by the water for breakfast. Well, breakfast of toast and jam for Moishii, and pasta for me. I mean.....it is like 3pm:

Spaghetti Nepolitana

After breakfast, we started our laps again. And again. And again. We also stood outside the $40 woman's apartment for 10mins hoping she'll come out. Somehow, we ended up in this surfer shop to look at board shorts. The minute I walk in, Moishii turns and starts whispering to me "Camera!! CAMERA!!". My natural instincts took over, and suddenly we've got a photo of her:


Don't ask me why, but Moishii thought it was a photo opportunity. And we know from experience, photo first, questions later. I guess that's the same reason why we took this:


and this:



and this:


This guy, despite being homeless, is forever wearing nice fashion gear. Every day he has a change of pants, or some funky hat on. And yes, he's homeless cos we've seen him sleeping on the streets many times. Our theory is that he goes and steals people's clothes from the clothes line when they're out clubbing or passed out.

And after about our 15th lap and stalking the $40 woman again, we decided to head back to Mex Cafe for a sit down. I mean, its been almost 2 whole hours since we woke up! So what do we do? We hit the bottle:


I even dashed across the street to a tiny shop to buy myself a small bag that I can sling over my shoulders that can carry my camera, mobile and a small bottle of alcohol into Scandanavian bar. Somehow, the shopkeeper became our next prey for the next hour:


As we're sitting there watching the shop keeper, this old woman walks towards the shop and starts pulling his suitcases apart and knocking stuff over.


The classic moment was when she went outside the shop and started climbing all over the shop to see the suitcases only to stack it and fall on her ass. Suddenly, we became obsessed with her. So obsessed, that we sculled our wines and started following her around town.


After stalking her for 10mins, we gave up and did more laps around town. We even walked all the way up to the Windmills, which is the first time we've been there in the past few years. Shocking isn't it? Its not like we're busy. All we do is WALK UP AND DOWN THE FRIGGIN STREET EVERYDAY!!! And now our latest thing? We stand outside the $40 woman's apartment, hoping she'll grace us with her presence. How sad is that??


Since we were so close to our apartment, we decided to head back for a nap. This is like 3 hours after we woke up!!!

Waking up from our nap, we get up and again.....start walking the streets and checked on the $40 woman. We do about 4 laps, each lap checking on the $40 woman, before we decide on grabbing some dinner. We spotted a seafood restaurant next to our bake lamb and pasta restaurant that looked good. I mean, after all our savings in Italy, it was time to splurge in Mykonos!!

The start to any meal. Alcohol.

Our favourite Greek Salad

Fried seafood platter

Double Greek coffee for me

Complimentary dessert wine!!!!!*

* When we had our baked lamb and pasta meal, we were disgusted that every other table was getting free ice blocks and shots when we got nothing. Not that we wanted it. But they should've atleast offered!! So it was our mission to get free stuff!

As usual, after our meal, we walked, checked out the $40 woman. And walked. And walked and checked out the $40 Woman's apartment. During one of our laps, Moishii turned and went "Did you know that chick just checked you out?? That is so hot!!!". hahaha Well I WAS wearing my open heart surgery top... Anyway, we keep walking and ended up at our apartment in time for Je T'aime. I think this is becoming a regular show for us. We fill up our water bottles with vodka orange juice, hid them in our bags and off to Scandanavian bar we go. Honestly, after last night's debacle of being thrown around, I was entirely looking forward to it. But then Moishii started screaming at me that we needed to break last night's record. Which meant we couldn't go to bed until about 4:30am!

We walk in, and I immediately have to hit the bottle. Its barely 12:30am and the place is getting packed out. There was also this guy who showed...ALOT of interest in Moishii. He wouldn't stop touching him and talking to him. The thing is, he has a girlfriend. Or maybe she was a fag hag. But he was acting like he was a gay guy and was ready to jump Moishii's pants!


I even convinced him to flash his butt for a photo!

EWWWWWWWW!! HAIRY!!!!!!

I was really starting to get the shits by about 1:30 when I was getting elbowed and groped left right and centre. Suddenly, Moishii grabs me from behind and practically drags me onto the podium. OMG...... what is this sensation? Is it... is it.... air...? OMG! THERE'S AIR IN SCANDANAVIAN BAR!!!!

Standing on the podium, not only gave us some air to breath, it also stopped the groping, the elbowing AND we got a full view of the club! Damnit! I'm not getting off this podium! Once the shoving stopped, we suddenly started having alot more fun. Infact, we went OFF. My camera wouldn't stop taking photos. I wasn't even looking at what photos I was taking anymore. And neither was Moishii. Which is why I was shocked when I saw these photos

The partying Italian Stallions

Partying hard!

Partying.....WTF????????

Omg.....that just looks SO BAD. I mean....is he grabbing his crotch? Is he readjusting? Or is he.....errrrr.....enjoying. And is that a.....sweat patch on the crotch by his thumb? OK. I'm telling myself its a sweat patch......

Anyway, as it got later, I suddenly noticed this bunch of chicks standing just below the podium. A few of the guys dragged the girls onto the podium and started dirty dancing with them. One of the girls was actually quite drunk, so she stayed on the dance floor. However, her friends dragged her onto the podium, and then left her with this guy who was completely feeling her up. I know people come to Mykonos to party, and they want to get down and dirty like her friends were doing. However, this girl was so drunk, she couldn't get away and her friends weren't helping. To make it worse, the guy was bordering on sexual harrassment the way he was groping her. She happened to stand next to me, and on quite a few occassions, I asked her if she was ok and if she wanted to leave. After a while, I managed to get the guy away from her. She was so drunk she couldn't even stand and I had to hold her up. The poor girl was almost in tears. Meanwhile, Moishii decided to film us:

The guy who was groping her

Next thing you know, her friends wanted to leave. They all jumped off the podium and practically dragged her onto the dance floor. I don't know what was said, but they yelled something at her and left the club leaving her behind. She kinda stood around disoriented for awhile when I noticed her limping to a chair in the corner of the room. She was REALLY REALLY crying by this stage and looked in terrible distress and pain. Girls look after girls. So I did the only thing I could think of. I told Moishii I'd be back and jumped off the podium and pushed my way through the crowd to where she was.

Within seconds I knew something was wrong. She had basically stepped on broken glass and her foot was bleeding. I had some tissues in my bag and tried to help her stop the bleeding, but the poor girl was so drunk she couldn't really do much. This is when this guy passed me his mobile with the message "You need to take your friend home. Seriously". I tried to explain to him that I didn't know the girl, and somehow, I convinced him to help me carry her out of the club. So with his help, we managed to get her through the crowds. When we go to the door where the security guard was, you'd think someone would help. No. So it was me and this other guy trying to carry her down these narrow stairs that barely fit 2 people. To make it worse, I was walking down the inside with no hand rails. I almost tripped the last few steps and had to grab onto a guy who was standing there. When we got her downstairs, her friend's suddenly barge on over going "She's our friend. She's ok. We'll look after her". But they said it in such a way as if to dismiss me. Like WTF? The poor girl is standing there with her skirt hitched up to her waist, which I had to help her pull down because her bitches of a friend was busy telling her off. WTF? Seriously, I was so close to slapping some sense into them if they didn't walk away. I even tried to explain to them that her foot is bleeding and they didn't give a shit.

With friend's like that, I seriously don't need any enemies. Not only did they know she was really drunk and didn't take her home, they SHOVED her into Horny Mr Octopus that groped her like they were having sex. THEN, they left her. They left the club without her. If I knew my friend was drunk, and we were leaving, my first instinct will be to make sure she got out ok. Girls look after girls. FRIENDS look after friends. They LEFT her behind. And when they find out that she was bleeding, they were pissed off that they had to look after her and that she "spoiled" their plans then they started yelling at her. The more I thought about it, the more pissed off I got. Seriously, if that ever happened to me, I can tell you, they will never be my friends again. NEVER.

After this incident, I went back into the club and found Moishii still on the podium. I joined him again and gave him a brief summary of what happened when suddenly the DJ cranked up the music.

Now let me tell you about this DJ. Mykonos became a popular party island when alot of famous DJs were discovered there. Suddenly everyone went to Mykonos because the music was fantasic. And this guy was fantastic. Although he plays the same songs every night, he KNEW how to get the crowd rowdy and partying. He knew how to get everyone dancing. HE WAS FUCKIN FANTASTIC!! Plus he was pretty cute!!

The DJ's usual look.....with a bottle of alcohol!

And he was drunk. I mean, I reckon the bar pays him in alcohol. The whole night, he's downing glass after glass of alcohol. HE'S FRICKIN AWESOME!! By this stage, it was 4am. I was starting to get tired, but Moishii started screaming "WE GOT TO BEAT LAST NIGHT'S RECORD!!!". Every few minutes, he'll turn and scream that at me. Ok. So the goal was to stay up past 4:30am. When 4:30am came, I wasn't feeling that tired. I think it was the bottle of vodka talking. I couldn't feel my feet anymore. So even though they're probably swollen to twice their normal size, I couldn't feel it. That's when Moishii suddenly started screaming "WE NEED TO STAY TIL THEY CLOSE!!! WE NEED TO CLOSE SCANDANAVIAN BAR!!!". So close Scandanavian bar we did. The place went from this:


To this:


To this:

5am!

Suddenly, the music went from DOOF DOOF DOOF to slow ballads. The bar tenders started sweeping the floor and cleaning up. The lights became brighter. The DJ shoved a CD in and went for a break. Hell, even the security guard left and we STILL refused to leave! Suddenly, all the lights came on, and the music went off. OMG. WE STAYED TIL SCANDANAVIAN BAR CLOSED!

The security looking at us like we were idiots

The next challenge? Leaving the damn place. Now that the alcohol has worn off and our biggest mistake, we took a seat. It was one of the most painful things we had to do. We were barely able to lift ourselves off from our butts and practically tumbled down the stairs. We walked about 2 blocks before we had to sit. I couldn't walk. I was in unbelievable pain. After 20mins, we finally had enough energy to make it to the closest pita place for our pita roll cure and 1.5L of water. That's right. I drank 1.5L of water in 10mins.


After our hangover prevention, we started stumbling back home. This is when I noticed that the sun was coming out:


Omg.....I've never been clubbing until the sun was about to come up. When we got to the apartment, we had to climb the stairs. By this time, my knees had completely locked up. I could not bend my knees. I'm not kidding you. I ended up on all fours trying to get up those frickin stairs before I collapsed into bed to the sounds of chirping birds.