We had a 08:05 ferry to Mykonos to catch from Rafina Port, which is a 1h drive from downtown Athens. So that meant waking up at 6am to leave enough time for cock ups, such as untrustworthy ride-hailing apps and the following:
If you’re taking Fast Ferries, please for the love of god print your tickets out. This way you don’t have to panic and find the Fast Ferries office minutes before boarding, then spend several euros on printing, then run back to the ferry. What a chaotic morning.
Ferry furor
My review of this ferry ride isn’t going to be nice. We paid EUR 35 each for an unseated ticket (aka just sit wherever there is space in the outdoor area exposed to the elements) for the duration of 4h to Mykonos. I can’t remember how much a ticket with assigned seating cost, but that’s not the point. The point is, dogs’ lives are cherished more than humans as all the dogs were on seats, being fed and petted by their owners. To this day whenever I feel that life is going too well, I think about how my life is less valuable than some dogs.
On an administrative note, you can bring as many bags as you want on to the ferry. Sometimes there may be shelves for storing luggage neatly, but oh no, not for Fast Ferries. All the bags on Fast Ferries are thrown haphazardly on top of each other in a small room on the bottom deck.
Arrival
Finally we reached Mykonos, but we still had to take a water taxi from the New port to the Old port, which is where the main sights are. I forgot to take a picture of the water taxi, which is essentially a small double decker boat, because I was still reeling from Fast Ferries. Tickets cost EUR 2 each.
With 2h to kill before check-in, we dragged our luggage with us to get lunch- more gyros. The sun was so bright that even under shade, wearing sunglasses resulted in normal vision.
We weren’t here to party so our time here was pretty chill. We were mostly walking around the labyrinth of cobble stone streets in the old town.
And of course there are the windmills which currently don’t serve any purpose. They were built by Venetians in the 16th century to mill wheat. Now they appear on Instagram.
The next morning we had a seafood platter for breakfast, much to the dismay of our waiter. Never underestimate how long food takes to be served here. After inhaling it, we rushed to catch the water taxi to get to the new port for our ferry to Santorini.
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