pin turns, which wouldn't be so bad if the roads weren't quite so narrow.
Not to worry, as were rewarded with beautiful views of the valley at every
turn. We had forgotten how prevalent olive trees are on Corfu. Growing on
the side of the roads, with trunks so thick, you know they have been there
for hundreds of years. Wild maybe, but the nets strategically placed beneath
to catch the falling olives means that someone is enjoying their fruits.
Up on the mountain Dimitri drops us off at the start of a small village
called Ano-Korakiana. He leaves us to our own devices to stroll and take
pictures of the picturesque stone houses, that have either been given a
pastel coat of paint or left in their original stone-grey colour. Narrow
lanes thread around the houses, where cars are slowly manoeuvred, and
scrapes are not an option.
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