… to see the windmills of Mykonos, Greece …

… yet another beautiful Greek city with a storied past. Mykonos is like the photogenic friend who never takes a bad picture. Every street, every house, every shop, every church – picture perfect! We started right out on the beach, looking for (and finding!) beach glass and pottery. From there, we walked the island, poking our heads in shops and bakeries, walking the cobblestone streets, watching the residents getting ready for the tourist season, which is due to start in a week or two. Painters were everywhere; even the sidewalk cracks need to be painted to maintain the squeaky white look that is Mykonos. Even the sand is white! The brilliant blue sky was a spectacular backdrop to the white domes, arches, and roofs.

 

 

   

One of our favorite stops was a tiny church; parishioners were preparing for Easter week, decorating with flowers and candles. And huge loaves of bread …

   

 

Mykonos is famous for its windmills, reached by climbing a small hill. It was a good site for a windmill; the brisk wind blew hats off and would have spun the mill shafts if the sails remained. 

 

Greek cotton sweaters hung appealingly on a rack, while a real-life Cat’s Meow building sat nearby.

   

A gregarious shopkeeper invited us in to take a picture of the iconic windmills from his back window. Six in a row!

 

It was a very good day!