Did you ever press the Publish button accidentally?  Hmm?  Momentary panic!

Normally I check and triple check my posts before launching them, but I must have had a twitchy finger when I published Santorini.  It was my intention to slip the islands of Mykonos and Delos into a paragraph or two at the end of the post.  I wasn’t there for long, and crucially, the photos of these two, along with Naxos, are missing from my collection.

But twitch I did, and before I knew it, Santorini was out there!  Reading through the published content, I decided to leave well alone.  Maybe it was meant- Santorini surely deserves a post of its own.

But what to do about Mykonos and Delos?  Why, own up, of course.  So, yet again, it’s my pal Wikipedia to the rescue.

I remember feeling distinctly underwhelmed as the boat docked at Delos.  A barren island, with limited water supply, according to Greek mythology it was the birthplace of Apollo and Artemis.  Delos became a major cult centre and place of pilgrimage, and to ensure its purity, it was decreed that no-one be allowed to give birth or die on the island.  It is a strangely atmospheric place.  To me it felt sad, the lions no longer commanding due respect.  From the summit of Mount Kynthos, the panorama of the Cyclades below.

It was hot on the island, with little shade, and I admit my priority was to reach Mykonos.  I was eager to see for myself the red roofed churches and to idle through narrow whitewashed streets.  The harbour was just as I expected.

There was far too little time, on a day trip including Delos, to do justice to Mykonos.  I was left with an overall impression of beauty and romance.  Probably good to leave it that way.