#Morning in Kerkyra/Corfu

[epestrefe]

Πρωινό στην Κέρκυρα – Χατζής Βασίλειος,Καστοριά 1870 - Αθήνα 1915

Λάδι σε μουσαμά,Εθνική Πινακοθήκη

Συλλογή Ιδρύματος Ε. Κουτλίδη

[laimelady]

Corfu just before sunrise by Radek Kucharski Via Flickr: Calm dawn in Garitsa bay

[gemsofgreece]

Easter in Kerkyra (Corfu) island, Greece. In the morning of Holy Saturday, locals throw pitchers from their windows and balconies down to the roads, to ward off bad luck. 

Photo by Tanya Ellada. 

[oragentleman]

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[42soul]

Morning by jgulbinskas

[balosyachts]

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[grainfreeandhappykitchen]

Good morning Corfu (kerkyra is it’s real name) view from our accomodation across the water is Greece and to the left Albania.......so close yet so far💙���� #corfuisland #kerkyra #islandlife #holiday #vacation #travel #grainfreeandhappykitchen #waterviews https://www.instagram.com/p/B2qVxYTgx2O/?igshid=zxtuf0sch0me

[dogbagngo]

📍🇬🇷 Gamin is in Greece. 💜🏠💜 Flowery morning from Corfu 🌸 #tree #kerkira #corfu #corfuisland #kerkyra #greekstyle #inspiration #authentic #visit #beautiful #lovegreece #beautifulgreece #wanderlust #travel #travelpic #traveladdict #destination #greekinspired #instamoment #goodmorning #greece #summer #instagreece #greek #explore #dogbagngo #good #inspire #somewhere #flowerporn (à Corfu, Kerkira, Greece)

[aloulou-travel]

Morning by jgulbinskas

[travelless]

Morning

[corfutourist]

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[got-lost-wandering]

Destination Corfu

Lately I haven’t been to any warm and sunny Mediterranean countries and maybe that’s why I didn’t write for a while as well. 

Finally though, this summer my boyfriend and I were invited to join my family in a small western Greece island in the Ionian sea - Corfu, or, as locals call it, Kerkyra (Κέρκυρα).

We land at midnight and upon exiting the airport I realise it’s still so nice and warm. Perfect Midsummer’s night dream. We get an airbnb walking distance to the airport and get a chance to walk around in the night. The surroundings are called Anemomilos for a typical white Greek style mill house. We are told by our host that the part is the ancient old town of Corfu city. Turns out we are in the ancient old town (the medieval old town is the historic city centre of Kerkyra) and it makes me really comprehend how old Greece is. Usually there is only one old town. Here you get two, because there’s the past, and there’s the beginning of it all.

Our host and her house deserves a special mention. The house we are staying in is about 100 years old and she kept it nostalgically stuck in 1920′s. There are prints out of old newspapers, movie afiches (it is only appropriate to use a French work for retro posters), old furniture and all in a dimmed yellow light. We wake up in the morning and get breakfast in our balcony with an insane view to the sea and the old fortress of Corfu. We head out to town and the heat is blasting while we are dragging our suitcases through cobblestone paved streets and peaking into souvenir shops. The city centre feels busy and we hear all kinds of languages around us. We walk until we get a sense of the town, grab a bit of fresh fish and make our way to a smaller village where we are going to stay for a week. Google Maps doesn't do it's magic on individual houses and we get lost wandering around looking for the house. Luckily the landlord comes with  a car to the rescue and brings us to the house where we stay exploring surroundings and waiting for the rest of my family to join. Our second day in Gouvia, third in total, we finally make it to THE BEACH. While others float on the salty water, I simply enjoy the view and soak up the sun jumping in the refreshing water for once in a while. In the afternoon we head to Palaiokastritsa which is a town spread out through few bays and beaches. We walk a lot by the sea and following the road climb up to the viewpoints and stay there admiring the sun shimmering in the blue blue water, dropping cliffs and rolling hills in the background. We continue walking as the road bends revealing another and yet another bay with magnificent view. Full of experiences we only crave for a bite late in the evening (or normal time here), so we drive around Corfu city centre only to realise that there are barely any parking spots and that the restaurants are booming. Luckily, on the way back we find a great local place in town next to us and get some traditional Greek street food which makes us full an happy till the next morning.

[erinkappeler]

Corfu/Kerkyra

The trip I’m on has multiple functions, one of which is to make a literary pilgrimage. I’ve been loosely following some of the threads of the poet H.D.’s life, including a significant event on Corfu, for reasons that I’ll write about later (there are many, it’s complicated, I’m not sure why I’m following them now, but here I am). 

I am both glad I’m here and I can’t wait to leave. The island of Corfu is ridiculously beautiful --

and ridiculously cheesy -- 

(if you listen closely you can hear the Muzak version of “The Girl from Ipanema” coming through the beach bar’s sound system.)

Because my travel funding came later than expected, I didn’t book a hotel room until much too late in the season, which means I wound up staying in Sidari rather than my desired destination of Corfu town. (Had I understood the domatia concept/system, this would have been a very different trip.) Sidari is, essentially, the British version of the Jersey shore. (”Sidari is no good,” according to an Airbnb host in Corfu town, and I can’t say I totally disagree.)

Think Wildwood -- families on holiday, kids building sandcastles, teenagers cruising each other, everyone sunning themselves into a radioactive hue as if news of skin cancer failed to travel this far, empty yet deafening nightclubs straight out of the Inbetweeners movie. Sidari may have once been a Greek town, but it is now little Manchester. 

Every restaurant serves buttys and toasties and Irn-Bru and Guinness. You can’t swing a beach towel without finding a place to watch a football game, and every night, although my hostel is decently far from the town center, I’m lulled to sleep by the sounds of karaoke and kids racing scooters down the main drag. 

There are things about Sidari that are charming. Everyone I've met, including some of those British tourists, has been lovely. When I was confused about how to find my bus stop, the driver called ahead to my hostel to confirm things with the owner, Angelica. ("Ah, Greek men," said Angelica when I arrived. “[noise somewhere between amusement and resignation and frustration] — they like pretty girls. These bus drivers, they are not always so nice, yes?") Angelica herself has been delightful. She's told me a lot about Sidari and the guests she sees and Germany, where she was born and raised, and what it's like living through the current economic crisis ("It's a shit time. But at least on Corfu people can have chickens and gardens, so it does not look so bad here. But in the cities..."). Indeed, one day at a mini mart the clerk was clutching something to her chest. I didn't think much of it until a baby chick poked its head out of the towel she was holding. 

I've been delighted every time a clerk or waiter is amused by my parlor trick of having sort of learned how to pronounce thank you correctly in Greek, but disappointed to realize it really is only the men who find this paltry accomplishment charming. I keep thinking of the story of the hostel guest of Angelica's who, every morning would come up to the kitchen, spread his arms wide, and proudly greet everyone, "Calamaris!" (”good morning” = “kalimera”). When I can't take the tourist kitsch anymore, I’ve gone for runs in the gorgeous countryside, on tiny roads that wind through olive groves and empty buildings and subsistence farms of goats and chickens and orange trees and squash vines and bee hives and tiny tavernas where old men sit outside and smoke and drink (these men, they are also very friendly).

I’ve also been escaping to Corfu town as much as possible, but the bus system here is chaotic, to put it nicely. The town itself is only 30km away, but it takes an hour and a half to get there. (Buses are giant touring buses that barely fit on the tiny mountain highways; bus stops are unmarked and placed seemingly at random; tickets are sold on the bus, meaning you often sit and wait at a stop for 15 minutes for everyone to get paid up; schedules are mostly followed, kind of, but also you’d better be at your stop early just in case, but also be ready to wait for late buses, because they are always late.) On my bus this morning, the ticket taker asked if I would volunteer to give him a massage, then attempted to give me a massage, and then asked if I’d like to kiss while grabbing the back of my neck (”My name is Philip, would you like to kiss?” -- verbatim pickup line). These Greek men...

Of course, one of the other functions of this trip is to get myself to write, and Sidari is sort of a perfect place for that. There is nothing to do, once the novelty of people watching wears off (I am not trying to tan myself into a radioactive hue, so that pastime is out), and the concentrated thinking time has led to some realizations about what I’m trying to do in the book chapter I’m writing and in the larger book project as a whole. 

And the pilgrimage has been significant -- it meant something to me to be in the places in Corfu town that mattered to H.D.

[Corfu town near H.D.’s preferred hangouts]

Still. Corfu is one of the places where Odysseus was briefly stranded, and while he found its inhabitants welcoming, he was happy to leave. I’m looking forward to moving on to my next island too. 

[groatska]

Раннее утро в Керкире. Около храма Святому Спиридону. ⛪️ Kerkyra, early morning. St. Spyridon Church. #kerkyra #spyridon #spyridonchurch #corfu #greece #morning #early #earlymorning #fly #flight #sky #town #island #blue #light #new #newphotos #latergram #travelgram #travel #travelworld #photoshoot #photography #phototravel #photographer #canonyoucan #canonphotography #canon #mycanon (at Saint Spyridon Church)

[irenakorneeva]

​Journey to Corfu (Kerkyra)

I always have been attracted by the idea of ​​visiting Corfu. When i thought  of this island i remembered scraps of Odyssey Travel, the fighting under the command of Admiral Ushakov, the Turkish battleships, the Republic of Venice and the Empress Sissi.

The spectacular views of the mighty monolithic bastion of Corfu and Venetian style houses is opening approaching to the island. Corfu welcome us with a lack of parking places and 35-degree heat, so we hurried to hide from the sun in the shade of the narrow streets.

Once in the old town, we forget that we are in Greece. Typical Italian courtyards with laundry hanging to dry in the sun, peeling red-orange walls and green shutters instead of Greek blue.

The tower with a clock of St. Spyridon's church is a kind of landmark in the Old Town. St. Spyridon especially revering in Russia. Pausing at the temple, we hurried to  have a look at the famous old fort. When we arrived the ticket office was closed, and they allowed us to pass with the dog and for free, and there was virtually no visitors. We were lucky enough to watch the sunset from the city walls. So, of course, we were not upset at all!

For the trip we took our Ruffy, which obviously promoted to the popularity of the breed all over the world, because where are so many tourists from all corners of the earth, and for every second one i had to explain what breed it is. Tired of impressions and Ruffy's popularity, we moved for the night.

It turned out to be a convenient and inexpensive choice in favor of renting the house as opposed to the usual hotel rooms.

The view of the tiny island with white Blachernae monastery and even smaller nearby Mouse Island seemed to me the most Greek looking image on Corfu. There is the airport nearby the island and the planes fly directly overhead, almost touching the bell tower.

The nature of Corfu impressing even someone who accustomed to the beauty of the Greece. Spectacular hilly terrain, small islands, the abundance of greenery and trees, azure sea ... all these beauties irreversibly make working up an appetite. In Greece, I really like the way of cooking - the dishes are seasonal, always fresh, and the taste is not masked by the abundance of sauces and spices. I don't eat meat, and i don't feel left out in the gastronomic pleasures - seafood, vegetables, fruits, cheeses.

We stocked up some cheese on the way home in the mountain village Metsovo, famous for its cheese makers and wood craftsmen. Cobblestones, which are washing every morning, the roofs covered with flat stones, and everywhere - the smell of wood.

[balosyachts]

Visiting #Voutoumi early in the morning morning is like having paradise for yourself... Find out more at balosyachts.com Book a multi-day cruise to #Paxos and #Antipaxos with #balosyachts and enjoy these #amazing spots in #comfort, #style and #privacy. #corfu #corfuisland #kerkyra #Greece #vacation #yachting #yacht #trip #holiday #luxury #summer #enjoy #sailing #moments #instagood #lifestyle #beautiful #photooftheday #sea #picoftheday (at Voutoumi, Antipaxos) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdjMj51MZxd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=