The Art of Strategic Summering (or How to Outsmart the FOMO)

There’s a fine line between breezy spontaneity and “Sorry, we’re full until September.” Welcome to Mykonos — where your Euro summer dreams come dressed in linen, sequins, and a side of tzatziki-induced anxiety. It’s the place where not booking ahead feels like rebellion… until you’re trying to bluff your way past a velvet rope at Zuma.

Step 1: Don’t Plan Too Much. Also, Plan Everything.

You’re here to unwind, not run a military operation. But here’s the rub: Mykonos is as much a game of chess as it is a beach holiday. You’ll want to float from beach to mezze to party, letting the Aegean breeze dictate your days. But wait too long, and that breeze will be all you’re dining on because Zuma won’t even let you in for a glass of still water.

Zuma is the crown jewel for dinner (read: glittering views, Asian-fusion excellence, and the island’s most glamorous people pretending they don’t care who’s watching). The meal turns into a party real quick, and you’ll wonder if it’s the miso cod or the thumping DJ set that’s made your jaw drop. Strategy? Book once. Then show up early another night and charm your way in “just for one drink.” That drink becomes six. You’re welcome.

Nammos, of course, is the spiritual centre of Llama Day — a time-honoured tradition of lounging, observing, and being observed. It’s where you drink champagne like it’s coconut water and spot someone you swear you saw on Netflix. Don’t try to “drop in” after 2pm unless you have divine connections or an unread text from a billionaire.

Beefbar on the beach is where you cancel your afternoon plans — because you will stay all day. Start with a frappe, then ease into ceviche, steak, and multiple “this is our last bottle, right?” rosés. It’s polished, low-key luxe that doesn’t shout — it murmurs in a €1,000 caftan.

Kalua on Paraga Beach knows what it’s doing. Come for lunch, stay until the sun turns gold. It walks that perfect line between “scene” and “soul” — more relaxed than Nammos, more polished than your beach towel setup. This is where you think, “Why don’t I live here?”

Step 2: Don’t Forget the Day Club Diplomacy

If you’ve brought your kids (or just want to pretend you're on a responsible holiday), family-friendly beach clubs do exist — and they’re glorious.

Pasaji at Ornos is the move for families who brunch. Chic but chill, with a kids' menu that doesn’t involve chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs.

Beefbar at Bill & Coo offers a quieter, more refined version of its party sibling — same quality, better behaved clientele (at least before 5pm).

Paris at Plintri Beach has sunbeds, flat whites, and zero pressure to post an outfit change. It’s laid-back perfection that won’t judge your sand-covered toddlers or your third freddo espresso.

Tucked along the golden sands of Super Paradise Beach, Paraj is where Mykonos' famed energy meets refined indulgence.This beachside haven offers a seamless blend of sun-soaked relaxation and elevated dining, all set against the backdrop of the Aegean's crystalline waters. Guests can lounge on elegant sunbeds, savoring Mediterranean flavors that showcase fresh seafood and vibrant Greek ingredients. As the day unfolds, Paraj transitions effortlessly from tranquil beach retreat to lively social hub, capturing the island's dynamic spirit. Whether you're seeking a leisurely lunch with sea views or an afternoon of spirited ambiance, Paraj delivers a quintessential Mykonian experience that balances sophistication with the island's inherent vibrancy.

Step 3: Be Spontaneous — With Snacks

The unspoken rule of Mykonos? Don’t try too hard, but don’t miss the essentials. Like:

• Jimmy’s Gyros — the antidote to overpriced sliders. Best consumed at 2am or just after sunrise.

• Terry’s Gelateria — sweet, smooth, never a bad choice.

• Il Forno di Gerasimo — go specifically for the Galaktoboureko, a custard-filled Greek pastry so good it might inspire a religious awakening.

The real secret of Mykonos? It’s not about getting in — it’s about letting go

Final Thought: Leave Room for Magic

Mykonos is about rhythm — not a checklist. If you plan too hard, you’ll miss the magic that happens between frappe #2 and deciding whether to “just swing by” that beach bar. So yes, book Zuma. But don’t feel bad when your best night is barefoot at Jimmy’s with melted gelato and a new best friend named Dimitris.

Because the real secret of Mykonos? It’s not about getting in — it’s about letting go.