Akrotiri Beach Hotel
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- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Free parking
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... we were up here i said goodbye to the three local dogs. We'd nicknamed one Smiley dog as it appeared to constantly be grinning, and when you gave it a fuss it'd get so excited it would wet itself.
Having skipped breakfast in place of coffee, we returned to Afros in Acharavi. We had a massive brunch of seafood: calamari, whitebait, tuna fritters etc. and then said our farewells to Costas and Chris. I'm sure we will see them again.
After fare-welling ...
... was only silence. We wouldn't be going round for dinner any time soon.
My parents went out to IKEA to look at white ware so I decided to stay home and look into Istanbul. *************.
Later that afternon we checked in on the house. The tiles downstairs have been laid and the place is really starting to come together. I'm jealous that by the time my sisters visits in July it will probably be finished.
We left ...
... flight to Istanbul on Thursday !
We decided to go and explore Corfu Castle, the older of two fortresses in the town. The fortress was huge, and had been in use for centuries. The British had built barracks here, and also a church in neo-classical style.We climed up to the light house on the top and looked out across Corfu town and the Mediterranean below. Sitting on the castle walls we watched ...
... dispersed with the crowd and were driven back home by the rain.
After a few hours of lounging around doing nothing much, we decided British weather called for British food, so we set off to a British expat haunt named Sally's in Ipsos. Arriving just as the sky opened up, we found the place was convincingly British, complete with a pool table, a darts board and smokey bar full of tattooed men drinking from cans. My parents ...
... Giannades, then ran alongside olive groves, before dropping onto the valley floor and returning up an opposite ridge to the town. It was easy going and the sun wasn't sun enough to bother us much. We spotted a dozen abandoned cars in various fields. Strangely they were all on their backs, wheels pointing to the sky, like giant upturned beetles. Maybe it was a local hobby ? Or maybe just a series of freakish coincidences ? Who knows. There was no ...