Ah Greece… Home to one of the worlds oldest ruins, gyros, white homes with blue buildings, and the ocean. What a place to vacation I thought! Only traveling with eight football players maybe an issue.
Yes it was tough but it also was a beautiful disaster.
Beautiful because we were headed to Mykonos via a ferry ride. Our air bnb we booked had water views and a stunning pool. The weather was going to be good for the time of year! Disaster though because we need to rent a vehicle to carry nine college students. Food was always a concern and the boys needed to sleep in until 12:30 in the afternoon.
The ferry ride was beautiful and the coastline was as iconic as the pictures make it seem. It did not disappoint. Until myself and two of my other traveling companions got sea sick and had to sit outside of the boat. Which once I got passed the sea sickness it was fine. The breeze was nice and I salt water sticking to my sunglasses (always a plus)! Once we arrived to Mykonos we located our two rental vehicles which I quickly named them “Red Thunder” and “White Lightning”. The boys did not appreciate the names of the cars but, oh well. We drove through the coastline and scaled the hills of Mykonos to get to our bnb. The view was just as beautiful as pictured and the home was even prettier.
It looked like smooth sailing from here on out. We arrived to the beautiful villa and everyone was happy as clam to be there! Well I was mistaken because some of the boys got a little hangry… Hanger can be defined as when one get so hungry they become angry. So we stormed into town in White Lighting and Red Thunder where we sat down at the nearest restaurant and ate as fast as we could to fuel ourselves. Ah smooth sailing once again! Nope. Wrong. One of them left their bag containing clothing and expensive headphones at the restaurant. We were never able to find it. We cooked (and by we I mean the boys because I can’t cook) and watched Gladiator that evening. I was instructed to take notes because we were going to recreate the opening scene. We never did but I wish we had, I would have made a great Russell Crowe.
The next morning I was ready to go at 9 and see the sites and wander around town! Oh no… The boys needed to eat breakfast, which consisted of 50 eggs. Yes 50. That is a not a typing error. Which means that we did not leave the house till 12 in the afternoon. I was slightly angered by this because I wanted to see the island. I did not almost get sea sick for us to not see anything! Eventually we moved and went into town and head lunch. Even though the boys had just eaten 50 eggs. They were ready to eat once again! Once lunch was over someone decided we need to rent Vespas and UTVs… I was not sure that we needed to do that. The odds were not in my favor that day. We found a place that would rent one scooter to us. Only one though. Which I thought was fine because I was not getting on that death trap. WHile the boys were figuring out to rent the scooter I decided to maybe wander around town a little more then we did the day before. So I did! I was thinking maybe I’ll be able to buy myself a pair of linen pants or a shirt. Maybe a nice new pair of sandals! Well… it was the off season. Meaning nothing was open. Or even ready for buisness! The buildings were still just as beautiful as I had imagined though! Everything was being prpaired for the summer months. The buildings had just been painted white and the blue was crisp on the doors and window panes.
Wrangling eight football boys was most definitely like herding cats. Very fun but more importantly very entertaining. Before I left I said thanks for letting me crash guys weekend! Which they didn’t seem to mind. I think they appreciated having someone making sure they didn’t leave their wallets or their passports on the dinner table. As for now I am off to Ireland for Easter! I know, why would you leave Rome for Easter! Here’s a better question why would you not leave for Easter if you’re meeting your mom in Dublin?