We spent our third morning in Corfu wandering around the cobbled streets of Kassiopi, dipping in and out of souvenir shops, admiring the local lace and sampling the day trips on offer for the coming days.
We took a left at a sign pointing to the castle, which took us up many, many, many steep steps until views of the harbour came into sight.
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In the heat we rinsed our water bottles as we followed the path and explored the castle ruins, surrounded by what must be hundreds of olive trees and accompanied by the ever-present cicadas.
We reached more views of the surrounding bays, but when there was no way down to the sea we realised it was a circular path, so we followed it back round then headed back down to town.
Where souvlaki found us. 😍
Sweaty from our meander around the castle, we headed west in search of a quiet bay where we could take an early afternoon dip. We passed Bataria beach, where we would return later in the evening, followed the road until there was a path through the grass. We headed down the path and found this.
I found it on Google Maps and it’s called Engagement Bay, which is just so charming! We spent hours there, laughing and playing as the waves came rushing in, basking in the surf and searching from crabs among the rock pools.
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But eventually we had to pull ourselves out of this little slice of paradise when an enormous hornet decided to join and scared the living daylight out of us! So we headed back east up the path to Bataria beach and had the most beautiful swim. In a trip full of swimming in beautiful crystal clear waters, this was one of my favourites. Could have been something to do with the depth of the open sea and the mountains of Albania in the background.
Once again Mum had the pleasure of helping me change back into my dress behind a towel as the beach decided to be very busy all of a sudden! And we headed back west to Janis Restaurant, which we had spotted on our earlier walks. It had the most stunning view of the bay at Kalamionas as the sun started to set.
And even though we absolutely gorged ourselves at dinner, on the walk home we managed to make room for fresh baklava from the bakery in town.
Which is, in my opinion, how every day of a Greek holiday should end.
