The Relief Day – Were Getting off the Island FINALLY!

Wake up call

You know something is about to happen when you wake up with our new “Christine” ring tone we recorded. After scaring the hell out of me this morning with that in my ear it was time to get dress and run to reception.

The Important call

We run to reception to see if there is any new about our ferry. The reception guy tells us we got a call from our tour guys. We ask what they said. He mumbles that we need to leave our ferry tickets here and that he didn’t understand the message fully. We look at him to see if he is for real. We ask why he didn’t transfer an important call like that. He replies that it was too early in the morning and he thought we were sleeping so he didn’t want to wake up. I’m standing there in shock. This guy knew we were trapped on this island. We have been waiting for this important call. What type of an idiot receptionist doesn’t transfer the call through to our room? What the hell was that tiny brain of his thinking? Seriously what drugs was this guy on. Doesn’t he have any reception skills? For crying out loud the least he could of done was got the message correct. He couldn’t even understand what the message was about and they spoke to him in Greek. FFS this guy is Greek. He doesn’t understand his own people. God forbid if they spoke to him in English or another language. We walked off in disgust. What the hell were we suppose to do. Should we go to the port again and wait for a ferry?

The Travel Agent Call

We called up our tour company and the stupid bitch from Athens was no help to us at all. I could have had a better conversation with a 5-year-old kid or a homeless person. We called up the travel agent to see if we can find any flights. The travel agent told us there were 3 seats left on the afternoon flight. So we all screamed BOOK IT. We managed to book the flight. We quickly ran back upstairs to our room, grabbed our passports and dashed back to reception. We called for a taxi and speeded down to the city centre. We managed to book the flight at around 76 Euros. Which is like 150 Australian dollars. We grabbed our tickets and had a group hug that we were actually getting off the island. What the hell were we on about who knows.

Last minute random purchases

We raced around the city centre of Mykonos grabbing last minute random gifts. While running around I got burped in the face by this fuckwit. What type of an idiot burps in my face? For a minute I thought I smelt pita rolls. It was at this point I was turned off them.

The $40 dollar woman Strikes again

This one really kills it. Were walking towards the $40 dollar woman’s shop. She’s outside doing something when she spots us coming towards her shop. She runs inside her shop and closes both doors and locks up. For crying out loud what kind of a sick person sees us coming and closes their shop. She must have been going through her price list before we step back into the shop. Honestly I don’t know what the hell she is on or what the hell she is chewing but that woman has serious issues. Just for spite we went back into her shop that afternoon to buy another painting.

Were standing minding our own business trying to select a painting when a light bulb blows up smack bang in our face. For a minute I thought the shop was getting attacked or something. What kind of a sick persons light bulb blows up on us? Were quite lucky the light didn’t explode on us with glass going everywhere.

The Crepe & the 60-year-old man

We thought we would grab some lunch before heading back to the hotel. I really felt like crepe so we entered this store that has really nice crepes. We stood there for 5 minutes trying to decide what to buy. Then my friend said she didn’t want any and that she was going to the mini market next store to get a drink. So I asked her if she could grab me a coke. It was her idea to go to the mini market not mine.

So I manage to get my chocolate crepe and wait outside for her. She comes running from the mini market trying to explain to me that she just got picked up by a 60 year old man while buying the drinks. She keeps saying that he said Bella to her. She was asking me what an Italian guy was doing on a Greek island. Finally after much arguing I told her that the old guy was saying ela to her not bella. Ela means come here in Greek. While arguing about this whole thing the old guy came driving past in his car waving at people. For crying out loud isn’t there any normal people on this island.


Off to the Airport…

After all the fuss in the city centre we managed to get back to the hotel and drag those suitcases down again. We caught a cab to the airport. The guy charged us 7 Euros for it. We couldn’t believe it. The airport was closer than the city centre and we were paying like 14 Australian dollars for it. You gotta love the fact that there are no meters in the taxis and they just pull a figure from anywhere.

At the airport we couldn’t check in straight away. The airport was so tiny. My friend brought a disgusting cheese roll, which she paid like 3 Euros for it. What the hell was wrong with her? She might as well just brought a packet of cheese from the mini market and sucked on it.

We finally managed to check in after a minor security check and we jumped on the plane back to Athens. This was it. We were leaving the island with so many memories with us! Thank god! I don't think I could of taken anymore of the 40 dollar woman, constipated woman or the crazy hat woman!