Kosmas Apartments
Travel Blogs from Roda
Expectation, pleasure and price
... by the mosquitos. I had around 20 bites all over my legs, arms and neck, even though I had them covered at all time with clothes! You don't want to mess with the mosquitos in Corfu, they are ******* mutants! Plus I didn't really get much sleep due to some rain starting to fall in the middle of the night. It wasn't really a big rain so just puting my jacket on my head was enough to stay dry, but it was enough to annoy me the night. Nevertheless, after the rain the ...
Corfu just in the front
The 7 hours bus ride from Tirana to Sarande was peculiar. What is called national road in Albania is not more than a bumpy narrow dirt path going north to south. The way was asfalted around half of the way, and when it was not, theminibus was jumping so much that it was hardly possible to even read along the way. However, the way was offering really interesting countryside landscapes to see, crowded by ...
No False Modesty Required
... me to indulge in the days activity: ATV Safari around the island. Not only did I have some very handsome tour guides, I got to ride quads?! What?! My day was complete. There's nothing better than having your hair fly in the wind while riding at top speeds though Greek countrysides. I also tried some Happy Horny "Juice"- my guide eloquently put it as 1 drink and you're Happy, 2 and you're Horny, 3 and you're....gone. I also must ...
Farewell to Greece
... When we arrived at the port there was very little signage to inform us of where to go, we drove right through the gates into the port, past the port police and Greek police – no one seemed to care!
We parked our bikes then looking very lost went up to the port police for some assistance. Finally we worked out where to go and get our boarding pass and the gate we were departing from.
We rode our bikes to the spot and waited ...
Learning to speak a bit of Greek
... about it or it's history. The place is pretty much deserted, but the views are pretty good. We wander back down to the old town and sit by the ocean for a bite to eat, but we don't really have much of a plan for the day and we are a bit rudderless. Paul convinces me we should get one of the local buses out to one of the areas away from the old town and we get ourselves some tickets and pick Dasia. It is about half an ...