We’ve all heard the saying “today you shall be with me in paradise”. Well biblical connotations aside, yes you will. I can honestly say that I’ve found paradise on earth, or at least somewhere named as such.
As a child I often wondered where is paradise?
I’d see photos, images on TV and film and form an image of what it would look like.
The name itself conjures up magical images of palm trees, golden sands and soft flowing waves of the sea for many people. As a child I grew up seeing images of Elvis Presley films and thinking paradise was a place in Hawaii. I’ve never been to Hawaii so I still don’t know if it is my type of paradise.
However I can now say that I’ve been to paradise. Or at least paradise in Greek Mykonos.
When I heard the name of one of the beaches in Mykonos, Greece it arose my curiosity. Are they so bold to claim somewhere is really the paradise location?
Then to complete the challenge they named the very next beach along as “Super Paradise”.
We quickly learnt that Paradise Beach is a famous European party beach. Lots of guest DJ appearances, pumping music, alcohol flowing whilst people danced the night away.
It has also been synonymous with back packers or campers looking for a great base for one big party.
Where is Paradise Beach?
Novelty in itself was enough for us to find out where is Paradise Beach in Mykonos and take us there. It is in fact along the southern shore towards the west of the Greek island of Mykonos. Not far from our base at Platis Yialos beach.
We found a boat ride to this special beach although with some apprehension.
A couple of days earlier we’d been to the boating area to make general enquiries only to be greeted with one of the rudest people I’ve met in a long time. An American guy seems to be running the show here and he was very abrupt and seemed to be inconvenienced by tourists asking reasonable questions such as “How much is the boat?” “What time is the boat back?” “Do you have any leaflets for the boat trips you run?”
Unfortunately there didn’t seem to be any other boat trips from Platis Gialos beach so we had to go with the company which appeared to be run by this grumpy American.
To be honest he made such a bad impression I didn’t want him to be taking me to paradise any time.
We were a little surprised that 2 days earlier he said the last boat back from Paradise Beach left at 6:15pm yet today it would be at 5:15pm. – far too early for any party animals.
We since found out that other options included a walk back from Paradise Beach to Platis Gialos which takes around 30 minutes. Alternatively there are buses which run to Mykonos town. You’d then have to get a bus to your base on the island. Bus times for Paradise Beach are on display at the eastern side entrance to the beach.
It costs us €5 each for a return boat ticket in September 2014. I’m not sure on the cost of bus fares.
The boat trip took us past a couple of coves including the nudist Paraga Beach. We were however taken aback to notice some rocky points between coves seemed to be littered with nudist bathers. It was hardly discrete!
Even still I enjoyed telling my bride that today you shall be with me in paradise.
On arriving at our destination we enjoyed the novel moment of saying “We are in Paradise”.
My bride and I always knew that one day we shall be together in paradise 🙂 (Of course Paradise is all a matter of personal definition.)
It seemed like yet another beautiful Mykonos beach full of sun beds, umbrellas, with bars and shops at the back of the beach. Mellow dance tunes softly filled the air.
We selected our sun beds towards the westerly end of the beach where it was still relatively unpacked for the height of the day.
Soon enough the beach attendant appeared to collect his fee for sun bed hire. This was the most expensive yet for us at €15 for the day. Nearby were some sun beds without an umbrella so I guess they cost less.
Now that we’ve been to paradise we were able to relax. Taking in the sun’s rays and swimming in the sea.
The sea itself was interesting since maybe 100-150 metres out there appeared to be a ledge just barely under the water’s surface. Like others I was able to stand on the ledge and do my Jesus impression of walking on water.
The sand was typical of the beaches we’d been on that week. It was more a collection of very small pebbles than fine sand.
Over time we noticed the paradise location become busier and busier even though effectively the peak season had ended the week before.
We thought we’d escaped the unpleasant surprises of Paraga Beach yet still a couple of people brought us that “Oh My God!” moment. Was it really necessary? Personally I think not.
As time went on we awaited what people had told us about. At around 4:30pm on Paradise Beach the volume of the music is turned up to start the party.
With bars a plenty, alcohol was flowing and the atmosphere was building.
Whilst the music had cranked up we were at the wrong end of the beach for the party. It all appeared to be getting quite lively at the eastern side, close to the Tropicana Club.
People were up dancing on tables, music blaring out and people young and old getting into the swing of things. A dance competition seemed to be taking place to the highly danceable “Wake Me Up” by Avicii.
Man hugs were plentiful and the odd couple started getting friendly on the dance floor.
This was a party!
Knowing that we had a fair distance to cover to get back and having missed the rather early departing last boat we decided to walk back. It was dark so we opted to avoid the dangerous cliff walk back (even though we knew the route) and opted to stick to the roads instead.
Not a good idea!
Even though we kept bearing left, which is the direction we needed to head in the walk took us 1 hour 20 minutes. I suspect if we’d stuck to the dark cliff path it would have taken maybe 30-35 minutes.
Even after the long walk back the memories of the party remained. The experience was enjoyable enough that we were to return to Paradise Beach the next day.
It is undoubtedly one big rockin’ party!
I’m not sure it fits my bill of Paradise but it was an enjoyable time.
Admittedly it is not very everyone.
On our flight home from Mykonos I couldn’t help but overhear the guy behind me talking. For a start he was a very negative person by nature, he never said anything positive for the duration of the flight. Happy holidays I guess?
So this is what Mr Grumpy thought:-
“You’ve heard of a paradox? Well I’ll tell you what is a paradox, that Super Paradise and Paradise Beach. We headed there and all it is is a bunch of young kids jumping up and down to some god forsaken music. As soon as we got there we turned around and left.”
If pushed I’m sure he could come up with another word for paradise.
Have you been to Paradise Beach or even Super Paradise?
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