Auf Wiedersehn Corfu Pet

Day 42 (Tuesday)

The only beach resort that the local buses went to was Dassia.  To get to Sidari you would need to get on a long distance green bus (sorry Gayle, we didn’t do it).  We looked at the beach and the sea, had a coffee and went back to Corfu Town for a bit more of a wander.   Before we arrived in Corfu we managed to avoid any mosquito bites but the recent storms seem to have brought them out and we are being eaten alive.

Day 43 (Wednesday)

Our ferry wasn’t due to leave Corfu Town until 11:15pm so we had a lot of time to kill today.  We had to be out of our room at midday so we closed the door behind us at 11:59am and went to sit at the bar for a couple of hours to read.  The barman was only too happy to call a taxi for us (and see the back of us).

We were dropped off near the Liston and we went to have a late lunch.  Before we could even sit down a retired couple from Newcastle on the next table asked if we’d just arrived so we told them all about our travel plans.  For the next two hours they told us all about their holidays.  They showed us their mosquito bites and we seemed to have got off lightly!  They told us they were staying in the Club 18-30 resort of Kavos where it was busy last week but had gone very quiet this week.  We seem to have made quite an impression as when they finally left it was handshakes and kisses all round.  We were exhausted but it did help to pass the time.

The walk to the port was longer than expected, we stopped at a café and when it was time to leave the waiter asked us if we were going to the airport and we said we were catching a ferry to Patras so we could get to Kefalonia.  He said that this ferry journey did not exist which worried us for a little while until we worked out that he thought I said Paxos (the ‘s’ in Patras is silent).  We asked him where he takes his holidays and we talked for a good thirty minutes about his favourite places in Greece, this all helped to pass some more time.

There are lots of things we love about the Greek islands but the ferry ticketing system is not one of them.  Having purchased our tickets on Monday we had to walk 500m to the ferry operator’s (Anek) office to check in.  When we got there the girl behind the counter tore off the bottom portion and gave them back.  What was the point in that?  The ferry finally arrived and we spent an uncomfortable six hours trying to get some sleep.

Dassia