Betty and Ken’s Eastern Mediterranean Adventure #10 – Wednesday, April 24, 2019: Delos and Mykonos, Greece

We went to Delos on this ferry. We spent the morning at Delos, then returned to Mykonos for lunch.

Delos was once the financial and economic centre of the ancient world, the Switzerland of its day, with huge funds deposited in its banks. It was completely destroyed by a leader with a grudge against the Romans. The whole island is now in ruins, and uninhabited except by archaeologists and their staff. We saw the remains of houses which were up to four storeys tall. An amphitheatre that doubled as a rainwater collection system. 

I picked up a small piece of earthenware on Delos (just a shard in the pathway), and now it sits with the acorns in the bathroom at home.

Lots of cats on Delos. People keep track of them all, apparently.

These are the original sculptures of the tigers/lions. The ones in situ are the replicas.

The house of Dionysius with the columns showing how tall it actually was.

I believe these were water reservoirs. They would have been closed to the sky and sun back in the day, so they wouldn’t have developed pond scum or duckweed.

There are wildflowers all over Delos, hundreds of varieties in all, they say.

And a lot of stylized sculptures of human beings, possibly a tribute to the generations of people who lived on Delos:

This is a millstone to grind olives down to oil.

Back to Mykonos.

Mykonos was nice. It’s party central for the Greeks, and especially LGBT. It’s a series of bays and beaches, shops and restaurants. I bought a hat there, a brown Trilby.

Some impressive calamari.

Skipping stones at Mykonos

I did a pub crawl once we got back to the ship, photographing and filming the various acts. Not impressed at all.

Wednesday, April 24 Mykonos and Delos

We went to Delos on this ferry. We spent the morning at Delos, then returned to Mykonos for lunch.

Delos was once the financial and economic centre of the ancient world, the Switzerland of its day with huge funds deposited in its banks. It was completely destroyed by a leader with a grudge against the Romans. The whole island is now in ruins, and uninhabited except by archaeologists and their staff. We saw the remains of houses which were up to four storeys tall. An amphitheatre that doubled as a rainwater collection system. Broad streets and boulevards, now buried (and preserved) under mountains of debris.

I picked up a small piece of earthenware on Delos (just a shard in the pathway), and now it sits with the acorns in the bathroom at home.

There were lots of cats on Delos. People keep track of them all, apparently.

These are the original sculptures of the tigers/lions, stored in the museum. The ones in situ are replicas.

The house of Dionysius with the columns showing how tall it actually was.

I believe these were water reservoirs. They would have been closed to the sky and sun back in the day, so they wouldn’t have developed pond scum or duckweed.

There are wildflowers all over Delos, hundreds of varieties in all, they say.

There were also a lot of stylized sculptures of human beings, possibly a tribute to the generations of people who lived on Delos:

Poignant.

This is a millstone to grind olives down to oil.

Back to Mykonos.

Mykonos was fun. It’s party central for the Greeks, and especially for LGBT folk. It’s a series of bays and beaches, whitewashed shops and restaurants. Since I’d lost my ball cap, I bought a hat there, a brown Trilby.

Some impressive calamari.

Skipping stones at Mykonos

I did a pub crawl once we got back to the ship, photographing and filming the various acts. Not impressed at all. MSC hires mediocre entertainment, and my singer Catherine and I could wipe the floor with any of them. I’m not going to post any photos, out of mercy.

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