04 December, 2020

Mykonos Diary

Illustration by Saahil
Mykonos Diary
Night Crawlers

Mykonos wakes up at sunset. At 3 am, there are traffic snarls to get to Little Venice in the old town, where waves—turquoise in the day, now inky blue—lap against the pavement, wetting our feet, making the toes sticky with salt. (Oh, that indescribable shade of the Aegean Sea. Here is Nikos Kazantzakis in Zorba The Greek, far more eloquent: The sea, autumn mildness, islands bathed in light, fine rain spreading a diaphanous veil over the immortal nakedness of Greece. Happy is the man, I thought, who, before dying has the good fortune to sail the Aegean Sea). There are people all around, beautiful people. Chiselled, sinewy men in boxer shorts. Olive-smooth, sylph-like women in bikinis. As the labyrinthine lanes—with tufts of oleander and bougainvillea spilling out of courtyards—wind their way through discos, restaurants and designer stores, bursts of music and the aroma of fish on grills waft across. In this flow of...



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