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One of the lovely things about spending months sailing around beautiful Greek islands is that you’re never short of guests. The next to arrive on Jade were my parents, who landed in sunny Corfu.

Lulu picture from Tiffany Terry @

Lulu picture from Tiffany Terry @

I hadn’t seen my parents (or Noah and Ferne their ‘Nana’ and ‘Pops’) for four months so we were counting down the days until they arrived. I was even more excited to meet them at the airport when I realised I could spend at least an hour in an air conditioned building!

Whilst they flew in the ‘Easy’ way the Skipper and mini-crew were sailing from Benitses to the Corfu Yacht Club. The club is in an impressive spot, nestled underneath the old fort – with the walls making a great backdrop. At 50 EURO a night it’s not cheap but you do get electricity and water and the use of showers. I had to tell Mum and Dad to make the most of this ‘luxury’ as from then on they could expect cold showers and candlelight.

We holidayed in Corfu in the early 90s – me, my brother and Mum and Dad – back then our ‘record’ was Lulu’s ‘Shout’. Well, I say ‘our record’ but we didn’t actually have any choice in the matter. You see we were ‘trying’ to sleep above a bar that liked to blast her out at around 2am each night shortly before something warbly by Whitney.

After the Yacht club we headed to the fishing village of Agios Stephanos in the North East of the island. A far cry from drunks, flashing lights and Ouzo Power this gorgeous bay had a smattering of tavernas next to a small, stony beach with sun loungers attended by a very friendly if a bit loopy lady.

The bay was peaceful and easy with just a gentle roll of the waves and the sound of the sea scampering over pebbles… until Saturday afternoon when a certain charter boat company had allowed one of theirs loose. One minute all was good and the next they were dragging our anchor. Captain turned action man and jumped into the water and boarded the offending boat to unhook our anchor. To add insult to injury in the midst of trying to save our boat from being dragged onto the rocks a cheeky French yacht came in and took our spot!

It took us about an hour to anchor again as there was little space and what there was had poor holding. Mum and Dad looked a bit worried about what they’d let themselves in for!

Another night was spent in a murky bay on the Greek mainland which seemed to be inhabited by the fish that belly flopped around the boat all night long. When it got dark the splashes became so regular that we were just waiting for one to land on the deck. Apparently this is quite normal behaviour for Mullet although I reckon the food and chemicals in nearby fish farms have given these fellas super fishy powers.

Slightly further down the mainland coast and we arrived in Platerias, a seaside resort popular with locals. The harbour had water and electricity for 20 EUROS for 3 nights. It was a lively spot with lots of fisherman on the harbour patiently hoping to catch ‘Blue Fish’ and a beach full of Greeks (no Brits abroad here). It was Mum’s birthday so we hired a pedalo with a slide – just what any Nana wants for her birthday! We also went out to dinner in the evening to Olga’s restaurant which had very nice food and a friendly waitress called Martha.

We then went to Parga, also on the mainland. On first sight we thought this was going to be a one-nighter as the beach is so huge with rows upon rows of umbrellas. With the constant drone of engines and screams from people bouncing around on Bananas and Flying Fish it was rocky, noisy and annoying. However, once on land all was forgiven as Parga is full of character, escpecially the old town with a very Venitian feel. Beach-side there were bars with pools and playgrounds and on the beach itself a fantastic water obstacle course which cost just 5 Euros for the WHOLE day!

If you walk up the hill (not until it has cooled off) the views over the harbour and sea are beautiful.There’s a real buzz about the town and everyone seems pretty happy with life in Parga – I can’t say I blame them. Yes, it’s touristy but it’s done in a very sympathetic way which means that you still feel like you’re in the ‘real’ Greece.

We’ve been fairly easy going about places we wanted to visit but one island we insisted on taking Mum and Dad to was Paxos. We went there a month or so ago and the scenery and water is so stunning that we didn’t think it fair for them to miss out. Of course it just so happened that the first place we stopped off at was Mongonissi in the south of the island. There’s only one (pretty average) taverna in this bay but you can enjoy the nightly entertainment from the boat. The pulling point in this instance being that they have one CD they play every night from April through to October. Guess what’s on it? Lulu!

More soon!
Michelle x

* I’m off to the UK for a wedding in the next week or so. I dare say I’ll be able to blog more and finally get up to speed with everyone. Michelle x

PS: I wrote this post a few weeks ago but internet access not being great it’s been on ice until I got back to the UK. Apologies. x


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(2) Readers Comments

  1. You\’re alive! I was wondering how you were doing. Sounds lovely apart from the anchor-situation. Hope you have a great time back in the UK too xx

    • Yes, we’re very much alive! It’s been quite tricky to blog because of lack of WiFi (we have a dongle on the boat but it’s only for use to check weather and not for my waffly blogging type stuff) and also we’ve had lots of people to stay for 2 months. It’s been great. Hope you’re well. I’m really looking forward to catching up with your news – I feel really out of the loop. Michelle x

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