Corfu, the second largest of the Ionian Islands, lies at the entrance to the Adriatic Sea, in the Ionian Sea, midway between Greece and Italy. It was first colonized by the city state of Corinth but Corfu has been ruled by the Romans,the Venetians, the French and English so it has a wondous mix of European influences. Corfu town boasts fortresses bearing the insignia of the Venetian Republic, an esplanade lavishly planted by the French during the Napoleonic Wars, and an English cricket pitch. Corfu is a lush island with some of the finest coastal scenery in the entire Mediterranean. There are over 2 million olive trees spread out all over the island and olives are its most cultivated crop. It's Mediterranean climate makes it a sort after holiday destination for European travellers all year round.
We met up Rita and James who decided to join us for the day and it's just as well because James has a poor sence of direction and his wife was wondering how they'd get around Corfu without getting hopelessly lost. We had a great day of following Ken's uncanny knack of orienteering around the mishmash of roads, alleyways and bus routes. We decided to explore Corfu's old town which is a delightful mix of a maze of cobbled streets full of old taverns, cafes and shops and narrow triple storey houses. It was like walking back into a Dickens novel and we just loved the hickory- pickeldy nature of the old city. It was bustling with early morning shoppers looking for fresh vegetables, fruit or fish deals, people on their way to work and street sweepers cleaning up from yesterday's activities. As we wove our way through the narrow laneways between tall stone buildings the air was warm and full of the smells of coffee, bakery-delight aromas and freshly caught seafood smells. We delighted in the appearance of a sleepy cats on doorsteps, the sounds of pigeons cooing to one another and the brightly coloured pot plants hanging from window boxes or adorning front door steps which opened right onto the alleyways as we passed.
We were also overwhelmed by the extensive gardens surrounding the palace. The gardens are on several levels with a mixture of marble and sandstone steps, aborated arched walkways, a rose garden, shrubs, hedges, flower beds and tall trees. Amongst these classical style statues adorn this mythical like garden which was so relaxing and overlooked the valley below. At a central point towards the end of the garden stood a very imposing massive bronze statue of Achillies after which this palace is named. Sissi's obviously had command of much of her husband Kaiser William II's fortune, for she was given full reign when designing, building and decorating this magnificent palace where no expense was spared and her husband seems to have been so busy with matters of state that he allowed Sissi, who was bored with court life, to develop her creative excentric bent. She even included a family chapel complete with painted frescoes which depicted Jesus trial and crucifixion, an altar and icons.
As we completed our tour of the palace, loads of buses delivered hundreds of eager tourists to the steps of the palace and they trundled through in their masses with enthusiastic guides all repeating their commentary on this magnificent now noisy palace. It was time to go and we were so thankful that we'd decided to visit so early that morning.
We had to wait for our returning bus which was held up by the traffic congestion created by the many coaches and cars trying to park around the narrow mountainside roadway by the palace. Finally we spotted our bus and headed back down the mountain and our route took us around the other side of the mountain so we saw many seaside coastal inlets with old fishing villages and small sandy beaches with people sun baking or swimming in the cool crystal waters of the Mediterranean.