Finally back from the islands, and withering in the sweltering Athens heat. Mykonos was great, but not nearly as beautiful as Santorini. Mykonos is not nearly as welcoming to tourists, probably because they are tired of the party people trashing their island. Mykonos has a reputation of being the gay capitol of the Mediterranean, and dudes were cruising all over the place. Still I love the little maze-like white washed alleyways, even if you might run into something unpleasant.

Joanna and I met a two Californias in Mykonos named Aetrean and Dave. We talked for a bit, about where we were from. Aetrean, a well dressed black hipster, was originally from L.A. and now lives in San Francisco. Dave chose not to speak. They asked where we had been, and we explained we had been sunbathing out at Paradise beach (Amazing! Lots of young people. The only place so far where topless bathing is the accepted norm). Natuarally, being hipsters after all, they scoffed saying there were much better beaches. Aetrean said we had to rent a car, after all he would know.

"This is our third time here." said Aetrean.

"In Greece?"

"No, in Mykonos."

Joanna had been craving a Karaoke bar and these guys would most likely know where one was.

"There's a gay karaoke bar just back along the water, it's OK, but I'm not gay." said Aetrean without a shred of sarcasm, and even a slight tone of disdain for homosexuals.

Joanna and I were in shock. Before we could muster a question, they were off to the next club, THE SCANDANAVIAN which was "full of Italian dudes, not many chicks, cheap drinks though" according to Aetrean. How can a couple of guys who have been to Mykonos 3 times together and not be gay? Imagine if Ryan Dobosh and I went to Mykonos every summer, our girlfriends would have thrown us out years ago.

Anyway, Joanna and I stayed up all night, drinking, dancing, fighting off perverted Italians and kissing in romantic flower filled alleys. We returned to paradise beach for a quick nap on the sand and then caught a death ferry back to Athens.

Tomorrow is the Basketball Quarterfinals, so someone hit record and check me out, I'll have a sign and I'll being acting like a crazed maniac with an Al-Qaeda death wish. Go USA!