Corfu is small, but not tiny. It was manageable. For three of our seven days we rented a car and explored every paved road in the north. While most of this was intentional, some was due to the lack of coordination between our map and reality. The sign would point in one direction to a town, which was on the way home based on the map, and we would suddenly end up on the other side of the island. In one case we found a cute little village of half a dozen houses and a man selling homemade wine and olive oil. How cute. How rural. I'll spend €
We spent days driving along the coast to many beaches. Each one had its own character. Most were rocky and not sandy, but the water was clear and blue. Our favorite was Paleokastritsa. Well, I liked it alot and we were there three times, so I assume that it was one of Julia's favorites as well. There we met Nikkos, a 20 year old nursing student who rented out kayaks and paddle boats. He saw us evening out our tans, and invited us to share some ouzo. When we returned a few days later we rented some kayaks and paddled into the sea to see some amazing cliffs and caves, but within an hour my arms were aching in such a way that it could only be resolved by a bit of ouzo and a nap on the beach.
We swam. We lay in the sun. We ran for the bus occasionally. We ate well. We drank lots of cappuccino freddos. Those were excellent. It is basically an iced espresso with foam. They sweeten the coffee part before chilling it so the sugar is actually dissolved. When we first found them we had four per day until we realized what it was doing to our budget. They were perfect for the heat, every day was about 30°
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