Tony and I just returned from four sun-kissed, blissful days on the northernmost Ionian island of Greece, Corfu, and Aegean Air is entirely to thank. You see, Anna Grace and I flew to Cairo via an Aegean Air connection in Athens earlier this year. The carrier is top rate for its inflight services (the food is spectacular; the legroom, designed for Tony!), including its clever PR video of Greece that serves as the only inflight entertainment. I was mesmerized by Corfu.
We arrived in time for a little exploration before dinner. Bougainvillea is everywhere, and walking along the lanes felt like being in a post card.
Corfu Town is noted for its Venetian, French, and British influences. Plenty of the first two could be viewed in the architecture; most of the British influences were a little more nuanced (and I’ll get to that).
An iconic snap of the Old Fortress and the church of St. George. We toured the fortress a little later in our holiday, so there will be more to write.
Something ancient Greek, whose name we never learned, in the park near the fortress.
The first of several orthodox churches we stopped in to admire.
Before long, Corfiots and tourists emerged to sit for dinner, and we followed suit.
We chose one of the oldest, if not the oldest Taverna in Corfu Town, and were treated to a spectacular supper of grilled octopus (for me); calamari (for Tony); endless olives and crusty bread; and the ever-so-quaffable Greek house wine. The restaurant became a favorite, and not just for the extraordinary hospitality; we returned twice to savor the menu!