I remember the ship pulling up to this island. The first view of the white homes stacked up the hill with the wind mills lining the ridge like soldiers on parade......so picturesque! After Nadine and I had wandered up and down the many narrow, winding street and hit most the shops we found a seat at the side walk cafe on the bay to catch our breath. We ordered Ouzo ..... a Greek drink.......which tastes like liquorish and not my favorite and was surprised to see the star of Mykonos, named Petros .....a pelican.....the town's mascot who was blown in on a storm and decided to stay. A good choice. Petros strolls among the tables making friends with all the tourist. That first view of the island, all those white buildings clustered around the beautiful harbor and glistening in the bright sun shine with a background of windmills is a picture that will always be in my mind.
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