
Corfu Town… People in the Streets
You know its going to be a great day when you go downstairs for breakfast, and the receptionist asks, “Where are your two children?” My hotel is just off one of the main shopping streets. The only thing wrong with my hotel, besides the smoking rooms, are the towels. Towels in the hotel are like if someone mated a towel with 40 grit sandpaper. My skin does not need ‘roughing up’.
Corfu is the crossroads between Italy, France, and Greece. I could live here! It is so beautiful. Corfu is where cobble stone streets are made for the people. That’s right, streets not sidewalks. Every now and then you will have to dodge a vespa, but that is half the fun!
I stood at the edge of the cliff, leaning against the railing. Looking down 25′ into the the sparkling water, I could count the rocks as the fish swam by. The water lightly tapped the edge of the wall below me. The water is so clear and beautiful, looking at it, it didn’t seam real.
I sat at a small café sketching the local area while eating pineapple ice cream in a pineapple. Delicious!
Categories: Central Greece and the Ionian Islands Greece
Perriann Hodges
I am not an author. To be quite honest, I always hated English class. I write so I may share my experiences and remember the man I met on a bus who treated me to dinner with his family, paying and booking a hotel only to find out its out of business, fake crying in the Athens airport to get a ticket home, or remember the strangers who looked out for me on a bus. Some live, experience, and are fulfilled by what’s in their backyards. I find there is something truly exhilarating about cramming as many possessions into a bag as possible, only to complain you brought too many. This is my life out of a suitcase, hope you enjoy.
Sounds great – I went to Corfu in 1984 and I might have to go back now – Thanks!
In 1984, the locals were probably still talking Greek with Venetian accents! I would definitely say it would be a place to come back to. It is one of the unique places where one can feel the diversity of the interactions between cultures. But, at the same time they cannot quite define it. Venetians built the castles. Italians broadened the boulevards to create over pouring restaurants, and unique pedestrian access. The Greeks have their alley ways of intimate shopping districts. The French, well, the French add a little flavor.
And don’t forget the English – they provided the cricket pitch!
Interesting views on that!