Friday Night: As the 9 o'clock hour approached, I made my way to the town to witness the Easter festivities, first hand. Crouds of people surrounded the churches of the town as the Procession of the Epitaphios of Christ made it's way through the narrow streets. The evening continued as most do in Mykonos... Drinks. Kristos - an artist friend of Panos and Mixalis - was on the island visiting from Athens, so we had to party extra hard for the weekend. Old Customs Cafe happened to be having their Summer Opener Party, so we started there. When we walked in the door, there were shots already waiting for us on the bar. Down and then another. Not a bad start to the evening. As we sat in the corner, I couldn't help but notice a sandy blonde haired man at the bar staring at me. He looked at me, looked at Kristos... Apparently trying to decide if I was "taken". He was kind of cute, so I pumped George, the bar owner, for information. He said to leave it. Well, the guy kept staring! Finally, he spoke. His name is Dany. Albanian born, but had been living on the island since he was six. We chatted about my plans in Mykonos and after a few drinks, I took George's advice, and I left it. Feeling a bit buzzed, Kristos and I made our way to Babylon for some dancing. Drinks, drinks and more drinks later, we hopped next door to Jackie O's where I ran in to Adonis. An incredibly attractive guy that works with Mixalis. When you think of the whole descendant of a Greek God image, Adonis pretty much fits the bill. Tall, tan, fit, green eyes, and dark wavey hair that falls down around his ears. As Kristos chatted up the bartender, I stood (I may have been swaying, it was 5 am at this point, after all) talking to Adonis when some random guy grabbed me, poured a shot in to my mouth and kissed me. I managed to squirm away. I was planning o leaving, but it made more sense at the time to continue on to another bar with Adonis and a couple of his friends. On the walk, one of the friends wouldn't leave me alone! His name is Tolis... A friend of Adonis visiting for the Easter weekend from Athens. His appearance could best be described as a teddy bear. When we arrived at the club, he kept trying to kiss on me. I was drunk. Adonis had met some short skirt with HUGE hair. I just went with it. Not because I was interested... Just because. The night... er... morning ended with Adonis riding off on the back of a moped and me standing with the bear. We walked around for a bit as the moon faded away and the sun blinded our eyes. Pictures at the church by the sea, coffee at the port and a little shopping at the farmer's market. Finally I made the steep trek home... Tolis, hot on my heels. Whatever. I was tired, drunk and tired of discussing why he couldn't come with me. I flopped on one of my beds, told him that he could crash on the other and tried to go to sleep. He wouldn't leave me alone. After a few hours I made up an excuse to leave and he finally left. Hurting, I made my way to Mixalis's for a recap on the evening.
We went to the market to buy supplies for the easter holiday. The shops were packed! Whole lambs carcasses were leaving one by one. I tried to get the butcher to smile for a picture, but he wasn't very receptive to my request... Oh well.Saturday night, after a very long nap, I put on my shortest skirt and headed to Mixalis's for pre-game. When I arrived, he was half way in the process of transforming in to Kelly. Drinking was the only thing that was going to pull me out of my massive hangover. One, two, three vodka-oj's later, Kelly was ready and so was I. Off to Babylon for the big show. As we arrived at 1:30 am the club was already packed with people who had just ended their fasting for the Easter holiday. We made our way upstairs to the dressing room. Kelly settled in, preppering her workspace for the show as I walked towards the bathroom where I was greeted by a very strange looking Italian she-man:
She simly stated, "You Trans-sex."
"No," I politely responed, "I am a woman."
Again, "Trans-sex?"
"No, me WOMAN."
It went to grab for my crotch as I backed away and said, very assertively, "NO... WO-MAN!!!"
Kelly finally came out of the dressing room and downstairs we went.
When Kelly went back upstairs to prepare for the show, I sat on a bar stool sipping on my Alpha beer. In walked Tolis. FUCK! I excused myself and went to "help Kelly," but was intercepted by the she-man. Now, it had it's pants down around the boots and was flashing around the G-sting. What the hell is going on? I know... I know... Anything can happen in Mykonos, but WTF... This was strange, even for Mykonos. As people tried to avoid this honorary bathroom attendant, I stood back in shock. The she-man was grabbing at every man that walked by... Attempting to follow them in to the restroom stalls. When shot down, it would pound on the doors and yell explicits in Italian. Choosing the better of two evils, I went back downstairs where Tolis stood waiting.
As I dodged Tolis's advances, Kelly's opening music started. Another excuse to ignore him. As always, Kelly put on a fantastic show. I stayed out for a bit and ducked out when Tolis was distracted by a friend and headed back to the hill. My bed, at last!
