We set the alarms for 6am (Italian time) and porters arrived soon after 6:30 to carry our bags. This time they took them down to the lowest cargo level next to the cars and trucks. There the temperature was about 10C more than on deck. At about 7:30, we landed at the Corfu port and they lowered the steel ramps so we could leave the ferry along with various cars and trucks.
It was a short taxi trip to the hotel which is in a pleasant tree-lined street near the centre of town. Our room wasn't ready yet but the staff were very helpful and friendly. They looked after our bags while we had breakfast in the hotel restaurant which has an open courtyard under a frame structure covered in vines. An ideal setting.
Our room was ready soon after 10am (Greek time) - a very nice room with cable internet access. I left my washing at a laundry across the road so I will have enough clothes for our yacht cruise that starts tomorrow.
We left the hotel at about 11:30 and walked down to the water's edge and around to the Old Fortress which is a fort that dates back to Roman times and has been occupied over the centuries by various invading forces. It is on a hill on a headland separated from the mainland by a narrow mote. The views from the top of the fortress are well worth the climb.
Between the Old Fortress and the town is a cricket oval (actually it's rectangular in shape) with what's reputed to be the first of about a dozen cricket pitches in Greece - a relic of British occupation. Next to the oval is a delightful strip of cafes under the trees.
We decided to have lunch at one of these cafes(Liston). The shades of the trees and a gentle sea breeze helped protect us from the heat of the day. A nice cold draft beer, a delicious chicken souvlaki, the best bread we've had so far on our trip . . . Magic.
We took more photos of the seaside views and then took a stroll through the markets towards the old town. Apart from the items you might normally expect in markets, they seem to specialise in cumquat liqueur (Koum Quat). We had a taste and bought a small bottle. It tastes just like the cumquat liqueur that Suzy's father used to make (but maybe not as strong as his).
We returned to the air conditioning of the hotel for a while to escape from the afternoon heat. Suzy had a bad headache and lay down for a few hours. I took the opportunity to catch on my blog and organise my photos.
In the evening we found another pleasant sidewalk cafe for dinner. It was near the central park about a block away from the cricket pitch area where we had lunch.
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