Even Mykonos wasn’t all bars and tourist traps. If you looked hard enough, there were faint signs of the small sleepy fishing village that it must have been before the cosmopolitan jet-set and the party-goers discovered it.
This row of windmills is the iconic “picture postcard” view of Mykonos, and was between the harbour and our hotel. It’s a reminder that it must have been a lovely place once, before all the unfettered development.