Margarita Beach Hotel
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... peninsula, following the path to a shrine on the top.
The walk back up wasn't exactly easy going, especially with all the eating and drinking we'd been doing.
Thoroughly exhausted and wind swept, we clambered to the top, climbed into the Peugeot and went home to pack.
For our last meal we decided to return to Salto for a third time. This time Me and Dad opted for Fillet Steaks with truffle oil and roast potatoes, and my Mum had the lamb rack ...
... pastry chefs. Ha!
We returned to the apartment for the now routine siaesta, then head out late for dinner.
We returned to Anthos for the second time. This time around, I went for pain fried salmon with a martini sauce.The sauce was interesting, bitter but not unpleasant and it complimented the rich salmon nice. I was nice to eat fish and vegetables, Greek food tends to be very meat based, I'm not ...
... penne pasta) and meatballs with potatoes. This turned out to be very ambitious for lunch, but the food was tasty and comforting.
We split up as my Mum went to get her hair cut. Dad and I went to find a museum, but ended up finding beer instead. We sat in a cafe over looking the castle walls and enjoyed the peace and quiet.
We must've have been adapting to the Mediterranean way of life, as ...
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. ...