This boho beach bar on Ftelia Beach is the quintessence of the Mykonos scene: buff windsurfers, trippy beats, wafting caftans, and eensy-weensy bikinis. The hippie-chic design—dried pumpkin-shell lampshades, giant cacti in whitewashed urns, a thatched roof—is as good-looking as the crowd. And that military tent in the sand? It’s a shop selling designer sarongs and sunglasses. Long (and very expensive) lunches of sea urchin bruschetta and lobster spaghetti easily morph into a succession of killer margaritas as the sun sets over the sandy beach. Regulars know everyone by name, including the resident goat, Maggie. This is hedonism in its most chilled incarnation.
