Tearing Down Walls in Mykonos

It’s easy to fall into routines – going to the gym at 10, snacking on a turkey sandwich at 5, watching the cancelled What About Brian on Tuesdays while eating a chicken breast and salad. So when Chris and I retreated to Mykonos this past weekend, we assumed we’d fall into our normal vacation pattern including laying by the pool, dining early and going to bed before 11:00 p.m. After all, there was nobody to curb our married habits. But once we arrived on the island named after Mykons, the grandson of Apollo, we decided to mix things up and force ourselves out of the box we usually build when away from home. Consequently, we met Greg, Mark, Walter, Walter, Mike and Bill – eight guys who turned our unexpected holiday for two into a memorable vacation filled with a profusion of Greek salads, a plethora of sunset drinks and numerous Dreamgirls drag queen performances.

But the three couples weren’t alone in helping us to find our way out of dullsville. Eric and Filippo, our friends from Munich, arrived on Saturday. And though we assumed they’d be busy with their own agenda (as it sometimes goes when you not only stay apart but have other friends around), we found ourselves together jumping up and down yelling “Superbar!” (the result of my slip of the tongue while saying “Wonderbar” and “Super” in German).

So as sad as we are that our friend Xavier was unable to join us, we’re incredibly happy that our experimental behavior resulted in such unexpected friendships – both those that we cultivated and even those who were just in passing. Now if only our investigational nature could continue once we work our way back to Munich. Who knows what we’d find. But I have a feeling that’s biting off more than we can chew. We need to know what happens to Brian.