Hopping over to Corfu
Monday, May 30; Paleokastritsa. [written Wed] Bright and early at 5:30a, we disembarked the ferry at Igoumenitsa:
and headed for the nearest bakery (which was open!) 300 meters away. Our first tiropita (cheese in filo) and a nice pain au chocolate. Plus my first sour cherry juice on Greek soil (a favorite from Sophia’s Pantry in Belmont). We then headed to the ferry for Corfu, another 300 meters, which left at 7:30a. Arriving in Corfu town, we wanted to get our SIMs as promptly as possible and circled the town twice looking in vain for a phone store. We then headed west for the small and quiet village of Paleokastritsa.
As we pulled into town, a man on a scooter pulled alongside of us and complemented us on our scooter (in Italian). We told him we were Americans and he asked whether we were looking for a place to stay. We said we were and we followed him down the road a bit and pulled into a group of small cottages. He showed us a middling cottage with a shower which had no hook to hang up the hand-held showerhead. Well, no problem, he said, he had another even nicer place he would show us next. And indeed it was very nice but again the hook to hang up the showerhead was broken. He promised to fix it within the hour and we settled on a price of 70€ for two nights. Pix to follow! We had a long conversation with Spiro about his rent-a-car business, where to eat and so on.
As it was not yet lunchtime, we walked 100m to the Acapulco Bar, a guesthouse with swimming pool and lovely view out over a bay. We had some drinks and got to know the very friendly proprietor.
At lunchtime, we went a bit farther down the road to the main beach in a lovely cove and had lunch at Alipa, the rather fancy restaurant on the beach.
We tried the local specialty of pastitsada, braised beef with spaghetti in what was supposed to be a spicy sauce (no spice to speak of; perhaps catering to the tourist trade). The portion was huge and, although we were very hungry from our overnight on the ferry, we could barely finish it.
Accompanied by a mediocre Greek salad (which looks fine in the photo):
During the afternoon we unpacked, returned to Alpia to use their WiFi for our placeholder post, and inquired about renting a boat for a day to visit the local beaches, to which there are no roads.
Finally, for dinner we took Spiro’s advice to have dinner at the next-door Oasis taverna which turned out to be run by the fellow we’d met at the Acapulco. We had Deb’s favorite paidakia (baby lamb chops):
Then to bed for our first night in Greece. [655km; 35; 28; 33]