Alexia Palm Grove
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Today was out last day in Corfu :( Luckily the weather was amazing, blue skies and no clouds. We got out of the apartment early and drove to Kassiopi. Here we wandered around the harbour and looked at the Castle on the hill. My parents went to meet somebody about the house, so I sat in a cafe savouring my last Espresso Freddo. I'm going to miss them ! The Freddos (and i guess my parents too..).
Leaving Kassiopi, we went for one last visit to the ...
Woke up this morning to the sound of gunfire, followed by a heavy downpour. The shots appeared to have emanated from the flat downstairs. We had already had a few run ins with our neighbour. His name was Michael Kaizer, he was a soft spoken German man who wore yellow glasses. He reminded me of the stranger, from 'Stranger On the Third Floor'. Very, very creepy. I listened hard for the sound of a body being dragged around ...
We started the day in the courtyard of a little cafe called Piccolo. I ordered an Espresso Freddo and the was one the best cofees i've ever had. Freddos are a shot of coffee on ice, with a thick foam on the top. I need to find somewhere to get them back in Wellington because I'm hooked now. My dad had been to the bookshop and had bought me a copy of 'Notes of a dirty old man'.
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The weather on this morning was the worst we've had so far. The sky was solid grey and threatening to break into rain at any moment. Reluctantly we left the apartment and searched for a caffeine breakfast. Its lucky we did, as today was Palm Sunday. In Corfu Town it is celebrated with a procession of marching bands. In better weather conditions they also take the mummified remains of St. Spiridon around the town. Today it was ...
... again towards home. Fortunately, we didnt get lost this time.
At 9, after a restorative siesta, we set off towards a restaurant in the Jewish quarter. On the way we passed a lane of Tavernas packed out with locals. The restaurant we had wanted to visit was open, but entirely empty. Not liking the vibe, we doubled back to one of the tavernas we'd passed. This was a wise choice. Its name was unpronounceable and inside it was retro styled. ...