Ghost Town..
The 8th October saw me land on a bright sunny morning into Kefalonia - a whole 45 minutes early courtesy of Easyjet. Needless to say, thanks to the very early arrival, it was my first visit to the island with no one there to greet me, but I think I may just be over it now.
On landing, I discovered that 30 minutes before there had been horrendous storms on the island and several flights had been diverted to the mainland. This seemed hard to believe, now the sun was streaming down on me, and the pavement flags were cracking! This good fortune continued for the next 12 days and we made the most of the glorious weather.
The first thing I noticed however, was how deserted the place was. I had been warned this would be the case, however, I was not prepared for this level of desolation. There were only a small handful of bars left open and Skala was well and truly boarded up for winter. Some of the die hard bar owners stay open, such as My Way, Status and BB's and there is one restaurant open - Grigoros Grill and I think Pitta Bozo opens in the day, but I may stand corrected here.
Along with the air of desolateness, there was also a renewed freshness and energy. The locals looked less tired, and there is very much the attitude of 'we have our island back'. All Greek islands rely on the summer tourists flocking in their droves to spend their euros and support the local economy, however, just as when we breathe a sigh of relief when the relatives leave after a long and welcoming stay (in most cases), the islanders do the same during the winter period, so please do not take offence.
I found the island most beautiful at this time, even though it looked sad and lonely. The air smelt cleaner and the sea was fresher, but I am sure this was mostly psychological. I will share some of the pictures with you as I write more on this particular trip to Kefalonia.
On landing, I discovered that 30 minutes before there had been horrendous storms on the island and several flights had been diverted to the mainland. This seemed hard to believe, now the sun was streaming down on me, and the pavement flags were cracking! This good fortune continued for the next 12 days and we made the most of the glorious weather.
The first thing I noticed however, was how deserted the place was. I had been warned this would be the case, however, I was not prepared for this level of desolation. There were only a small handful of bars left open and Skala was well and truly boarded up for winter. Some of the die hard bar owners stay open, such as My Way, Status and BB's and there is one restaurant open - Grigoros Grill and I think Pitta Bozo opens in the day, but I may stand corrected here.
Along with the air of desolateness, there was also a renewed freshness and energy. The locals looked less tired, and there is very much the attitude of 'we have our island back'. All Greek islands rely on the summer tourists flocking in their droves to spend their euros and support the local economy, however, just as when we breathe a sigh of relief when the relatives leave after a long and welcoming stay (in most cases), the islanders do the same during the winter period, so please do not take offence.
I found the island most beautiful at this time, even though it looked sad and lonely. The air smelt cleaner and the sea was fresher, but I am sure this was mostly psychological. I will share some of the pictures with you as I write more on this particular trip to Kefalonia.
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