Mykonos' Hidden Gem: Hotel Milena - Unbeatable Luxury Awaits!
Mykonos' Hidden Gem: Hotel Milena - Unbeatable Luxury Awaits…Or Does It? (A Messy, Honest Review)
Okay, so you're scrolling through Mykonos hotels, dreaming of whitewashed walls, azure seas, and that Insta-perfect life, right? Well, me too. And that is why I ended up at Hotel Milena. Let's be real, the photos are gorgeous. But does the reality live up to the hype? Buckle up, buttercup, because this is not your average glowing review.
First Impressions (and a Touch of Panic Attack):
From the moment the airport transfer, thankfully arranged by the hotel (stress level: medium), dropped me off, I was… well, kind of breathless. The architecture? Stunning. Chic, minimalist, all that good stuff. The lobby? Cool marble, sleek lines, the scent of expensive flowers… but also, a slight sense of… intimidation? Maybe it was the polished smiles of the staff, maybe it was the sheer luxe vibe. I felt like I was auditioning for a Bond film.
Accessibility & The (Potentially) Impractical:
Now, I'm not in a wheelchair, but I'm always mindful of accessibility. And here's where things get a little dicey. The website claimed "facilities for disabled guests," but navigating the hotel, with its multiple levels, stairs, and winding paths, felt… challenging. I imagine a wheelchair user would need some serious help, particularly getting to the pool (which, by the way, is a banger - more on that later). It’s worth double-checking the specific accessibility details if this is a major concern for you.
Regarding on-site accessibility to restaurants and lounges, well, there are options, that is correct.
Rooms: Pretty, But…My Pillow Talk:
My room? Oh, it was undeniably gorgeous. Let's just dive into the positives first: Air conditioning that actually works (bless!), a ridiculously comfortable bed (seriously, I could've lived there), and a private balcony with a view that made me briefly forget my existential dread. The free Wi-Fi? Yep, strong signal throughout the room, as promised. Thank god, because I need to quickly look up where is the best food in the area, which will then become my whole life!
The negatives? OK, here goes. The in-room safe box felt a little… flimsy, which might be my paranoia getting the best of me. But it did it's job and I kept my valuables there. And though the amenities like bathrobes, slippers, a mini-bar, and complimentary bottles of water were lovely, small things like the lighting being a bit dim (hello, getting ready-for-Mykonos-nightmare-mode) and the lack of outlets near the bed for charging my phone, really added to the "why are you not fully perfect?" feeling that some of the world's top luxury hotels have.
Dining: From Gourmet Gluttony to… Missing Dessert:
The dining at Hotel Milena is… a mixed bag, which I would not have expected. Breakfast [buffet] was, simply put, delightful. So many choices. So much fresh fruit. So many pastries that I definitely ate too many of. The Western Breakfast was fantastic, with eggs cooked to perfection and crispy bacon, and the International cuisine was excellent in the restaurant. The Asian breakfast at the restaurant was a great touch, with options from different countries.
But… and there’s always a “but,” isn’t there? I dined at the a-la-carte restaurant one evening and the International cuisine did not quite deliver on its promise, and the soup was underwhelming. The service, while efficient, lacked a certain… warmth. Plus, I swear they forgot to bring my dessert. I got the bottle of water the waiter refilled, and that wasn't enough.
Stuff To Do: Relaxation, Then More Relaxation (And Maybe a Small Panic Attack by the Pool?)
Okay, this is where Hotel Milena really shines. The spa? Divine. I treated myself to a body scrub and a body wrap, and I emerged feeling like a brand new human being. The facilities are excellent, and spa/sauna combo is worth it, and the sauna and steamroom were the perfect respite (plus, the staff there were genuinely lovely). The gym/fitness area is decent, but I didn’t use it much (sorry).
And then there's the pool. The pool with a view. Oh. My. GOD. It's stunning. Infinity edge, overlooking the Aegean Sea, with loungers perfectly positioned for maximum sun absorption (and Instagrammability). However, I had a brief, minor panic attack when it got too busy, and the whole high-roller-sunbathing-in-designer-swimwear vibe was a little… intimidating. I had to find a spot, which took minutes of trying. It was too much, which is why the pool's a double-edged sword.
Cleanliness & Safety: Feeling Safe-ish:
This is where the hotel definitely gets points. The staff clearly take cleanliness seriously. Anti-viral cleaning products are used, and rooms sanitized between stays. Hand sanitizer was readily available, and staff trained in safety protocols, so at least they're taking the hygiene certification to heart. Daily disinfection in common areas really made me feel safe. I did appreciate the effort, even though I did not see the professional-grade sanitizing services. There was also a doctor/nurse on call, which is always a plus.
Services & Conveniences: The Perks (And the Little Annoyances):
The hotel offers a range of services; laundry, dry cleaning, concierge. They are all nice to have. The facilities for disabled guests exist, which is good. The elevator is a Godsend in a place with so many levels. Some of the services were exceptional – like the 24-hour room service, and the daily housekeeping was impeccable (the staff are so efficient).
However, there were a few niggles. While the staff were generally helpful, communicating some requests felt a little… challenging. And while the hotel has a smoking area, the air conditioning in public areas was questionable at times (especially in the lobby, where the smoke from the smoking area would sometimes waft in).
For the Kids (If You Have Them):
I saw some kids running around, I think. There are kids facilities. But honestly, I didn't pay too much attention. My Mykonos itinerary didn't involve kids.
Getting Around: Airport Transfer and Beyond
Airport transfer was a smooth ride. Free car park on-site is a benefit. A taxi service is available, but you knew that, right?
Overall Impression: Worth the Hype…Mostly
Hotel Milena is a beautiful hotel, no question. The views, the spa, the generally high level of service… it’s all pretty amazing. But honestly? It's not perfect. The accessibility issues, the occasional hit-or-miss dining experience, and the slightly intimidating vibe…these things chipped away at the shiny veneer.
Would I go back? Maybe. If I were looking for pure, unadulterated luxury and wanted a base to explore Mykonos, then yes, absolutely. But I'd go in slightly less starry-eyed, knowing that a little bit of honest imperfection is part of the experience. And that, ultimately, is what makes a trip memorable, isn't it?
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we’re plunging headfirst into the absolute chaos that is my trip to the Hotel Milena in Mykonos. Prepare for a travel itinerary that’s less a Swiss watch and more a… well, a drunken octopus clinging to a beach umbrella. Let’s do this!
Mykonos Meltdown: A Pretentious Itinerary (with a Side of Real Life)
Day 1: Arrival and the Illusion of Chic
- 10:00 AM (ish): Arrive at Mykonos Airport. Let’s be honest, I’m already feeling a frumpy sort of way despite my carefully curated "effortlessly chic" travel outfit. The airport’s a blur of tan lines, designer sunglasses, and luggage that probably costs more than my car. I’m immediately intimidated. Immediately.
- 10:30 AM: Find my transfer to Hotel Milena. Praying my luggage actually makes it. Praying even harder I didn't book a place too far from the chaos of the main town.
- 11:00 AM: Check into the hotel. Wow! The lobby is cute but too curated. The receptionist is ridiculously attractive, making me feel like a haggard old hag. My room? Pretty basic but has a balcony. Okay, good starting point.
- 12:00 PM: Attempt to unpack and organize. Fail miserably. Everything always looks better in my head. Where did the little bottles of shampoo and conditioner from home go? Did I just pack that outfit?
- 1:00 PM: Quick lunch at the hotel’s restaurant. Order the "Mediterranean salad with a side of smugness." The salad is fine; I’m mostly consumed by the fear of accidentally getting a pistachio shell caught in my teeth.
- 2:00 PM: The Balcony Stare. Alright, time to assess. Sun, check. White walls, check. Sea slightly visible (from a generous angle of the balcony), check. Okay, I'm starting to feel… okay. Still wondering if I should have upgraded my room to the suite with the plunge pool…
- 3:00 PM: Stroll into Mykonos Town. Get immediately and utterly lost. Embrace the confusion. Take pictures of windmills, get distracted by street cats (three of them have my heart) and feel slightly less alone.
- 4:00 PM: Discover a tiny gelato shop. Devour pistachio gelato. Regret nothing. This is how to do it.
- 5:00 PM: Wander around. Oh, the shops! The prices! A designer tote bag that costs more than my rent? Pass.
- 6:00 PM: Back to the hotel to “freshen up” before dinner. This involves trying on approximately five different outfits, sighing dramatically, and finally settling on the one I was planning to wear all along.
- 8:00 PM: Dinner at a restaurant recommended by the hotel. The food is good, but the people-watching is better. I briefly consider starting a philosophical debate with a couple over a very expensive bottle of wine. Restrain myself.
- 10:00 PM: Walk back to the hotel. Feel the first stirrings of an idea for a new painting that probably won’t ever be made.
Day 2: The Beach Blowout (or, How I Accidentally Became a Sun Goddess)
- 9:00 AM: Wake up slightly hungover. Swear off all alcohol.
- 9:30 AM: Order room service: Greek yogurt with honey and some sort of attempt at fruit. Decide it's healthy enough to justify the reintroduction of champagne at breakfast.
- 10:00 AM: Head to Paradise Beach. Sunscreen application is a struggle. The sea is a turquoise symphony. The beach is PACKED. There are people with six-pack abs everywhere! And I'm here.
- 11:00 AM: Find a beach chair. This is a battle. But I persevere. I feel a deep joy seeing the ocean waves.
- 11:30 AM: Attempt to read a book. Get distracted by the sheer volume of tanned, oiled bodies moving past. Give up and stare at the sea waves
- 12:30 PM: Lunch at the beach bar. Order something light. Or, you know, a plate of fried calamari. Because YOLO.
- 1:30 PM: The Embrace of the Ocean. I take a deep breath and dive in. The water! I can't believe I'm here. The warmth of the sun and the coolness of the water… I could stay here forever.
- 2:30 PM: Accidental nap in the sun. Wake up feeling like a lobster and deeply ashamed.
- 3:30 PM: More beach time. Observe the spectacle of the beach. Watch people doing weird things with inflatable flamingos. Marvel at the stamina of the dancers at the beach bar. Try not to judge. Mostly fail.
- 4:30 PM: Retreat back to the hotel. Shower: a ritual of redemptive bliss
- 5:30 PM: Attempt to soothe my sunburn with aloe vera. Succeed in only feeling sticky.
- 6:30 PM: The dilemma of the evening: What to wear?
- 7:30 PM: The dinner plan. I'm going to try a slightly more upscale restaurant this evening.
- 8:00 PM: Dinner. It's on a beautiful terrace this evening and the food is incredible! I can't stop taking pictures. Try to order a delicious bottle of local sparkling wine and start to feel a little bit too excited.
- 9:00 PM: Post-dinner stroll back to the hotel. Contemplate purchasing a kaftan. Decide against it (for now).
- 10:00 PM: Collapse into bed feeling tired, sunburnt, and surprisingly happy. Wonder if I should try it again tomorrow.
Day 3: Delos and Departure
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. Curse the sun for finding me. I'm now definitely pink.
- 10:00 AM: Ferry to Delos. The ancient ruins are absolutely impressive. I feel a deep sense of awe standing in a place so old. I start wishing I knew more about mythology.
- 12:00 PM: Wander the ruins. Lose all sense of time. The island is hauntingly beautiful.
- 1:00 PM: Eat a tragic little sandwich I bought at the ferry. Consider this punishment for not packing properly.
- 2:00 PM: Back on the ferry. Staring at the sea makes me sleepy.
- 3:00 PM: Back at the hotel.
- 4:00 PM: Spend a long time packing. I'm so not ready to leave!
- 5:00 PM: Check out from the hotel. Wish I could stay here longer.
- 6:00 PM: Airport. A sea of faces and luggage. The end of the fun.
- 7:00 PM: Take Off. Now I'm homesick.
Final Thoughts:
Mykonos was a glorious mess. I fell in love with the sea, the food, and the sheer absurdity of it all. Did I look glamorous? No. Did I have moments of profound joy? Absolutely. Would I go back? In a heartbeat (and maybe bring more sunscreen next time). It was exactly what I needed and exactly as imperfect as real life should be.
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Hotel Milena, Mykonos: The Unofficial, Unfiltered FAQs (Prepare Yourself!)
Okay, spill the beans! Is Hotel Milena REALLY as good as the Instagram photos make it seem?
What kind of experience should I expect at Hotel Milena? Luxury? Relaxation? Party All Night?
Tell me more about those "private plunge pools." Are they everything I hope for?
How's the food? Because I eat... *a lot*.
Is it worth the price tag? Because, let's be honest, it's probably not cheap.
What was the *worst* thing about Hotel Milena? Be honest.
What's the staff like? Are they stuffy? Or actually, you know, *nice*?
