Mmmmm…balls…

We had a 2pm ferry ride back to Athens, well back to the metro stop that would take us back to Athens. If we had to do it all over again, I would definitely recommend buying a plane ticket versus taking the ferry. While the ferry is a nice ride and more economical when on vacation, time is precious. The ferry ride was longer then I thought it was going to be and even tho we had a 2pm departure we didn’t really have time to do much in Mykonos before we left for the ferry.

We wanted to go into Mykonos town to do a little more shopping but George advised against it. I did take time to wander around the hotel and take some more pics and work on my tan one last time while the gals returned the ATVs. I will miss the Paradise View Hotel and George and his staff. We had a wonderful but brief time there. I can’t wait to go back!

By the time we got back to our apartment, it was late. Lina found a restaurant that we could walk to from our apartment. It was a Greek style tapas bar. As always we were going out late for dinner but this was even later than normal. Due to the time of night and the time of season, not everything on the menu was available but we still had a culinary experience. Once our waiter found out how adventurous we were he started making suggestions.

Lina ordered a raw zucchini salad. I’m so used to eating zucchini cooked that I was leery but it was actually quite delicious. I really enjoyed it.

I live in the pacific northwest, why I insist on ordering mussels elsewhere is beyond me. But these mussels weren’t bad. They are not as good as what we can find here but they weren’t the worst we had.

This was a smoked mackerel with dill. We didn’t expect it to be a dill salad, LOL. I love the taste of mackerel but it’s a very fishy fish, if you don’t like that, you won’t like mackerel. This was a little dry but the taste was enjoyable.

The fried young calamari was a big hit. While I prefer my squid grilled, these puppies were very light and airy. I just wish they would have a dipping sauce like we’re used to in the states. I miss my aioli.