After another night on Corfu, where the barmen always give priority to beautiful girls, we stayed awake till 7 a.m. to take the breakfast in the hotel, where we weren’t so well received… mainly after a forbidden bath in the swimming pool out of schedule.
A few hours of sleep and another exploring day was starting. We picked our friend Jimmy and we went pointing south. We had been heard that Cavos was the city with the best night on the island and we wanted to investigate.
As we arrived to the city in middle of afternoon we were surprised by a small ghost town with long streets filled with bars and discos totally empty, giving a old west style to the place.
We managed to get a room for 8€, comparing to the 25€ in Corfu city, we understood that the market there was much more competitive.
After seeing that the nearby beaches were too dirty after previous night parties, we decided to go to a distant one making a nice rally on the bumpy road to get there.
During our short stay, André tried to make a small siesta which was interrupted by the local colony of bees. Compared to other islands in Greece, due to the massive amount of tourists and the totally lack of construction planning, the beaches are dirty and nothing special. Therefore and once again the experienced team of the East Pilgrim brought light to the less informed tourists. So here is our recommendation – Corfu – as a beach destination – doesn’t worth the visit.
Talking about the nightlife… in a sarcastic tone we all say it loud: “The night of Kavos it’s something precious!”. If the Greeks are similar to us in how they have fun and enjoy themselves, English are another story, another world.
98% Of English from 12 to 18 years old that take control over town, scream, jump, break, drink, fuck, throw up and drink more until they fall. The Greek alphabet disappeared in Kavos, McDonalds is back, stores renting everything, satellite transmitions of football matches… you know… Go to Greece and have everything you have back in England.
The health centers are totally full and with waiting lines: Several injuries from street fights, motorbike and car accidents, and alcoholic comas. Even couples with a scared face asking for the next day saving pill!
We really tried to adapt! We really tried to make an alcoholic “warm up” in the flat before going out, but is just too much for us! The drinking until drop, that energy, isn’t for us. And I can tell you, English that go to Greece to see football matches, for sure they are eager to meet other English and we felt interested to meet really few of them.
Me – “Where are you from?”
Lady – “Southampton. And you?”
Me – “Lisboa.”
Lady – “I went to Algarve some years ago! Albufeira”
Me – “Do you know something in Portuguese”
Lady – “Vamos bailar” (in Portuguese would be “vamos dançar”)
One night was enough! Back to capital of Corfu on the next day, this time to catch a boat to Italy. The photos of Kavos are gone… but here I leave some taken in the last day in Greece, in a beach full of Bulgarians and Ukrainians, Benitses.
A few hours of sleep and another exploring day was starting. We picked our friend Jimmy and we went pointing south. We had been heard that Cavos was the city with the best night on the island and we wanted to investigate.
As we arrived to the city in middle of afternoon we were surprised by a small ghost town with long streets filled with bars and discos totally empty, giving a old west style to the place.
We managed to get a room for 8€, comparing to the 25€ in Corfu city, we understood that the market there was much more competitive.
After seeing that the nearby beaches were too dirty after previous night parties, we decided to go to a distant one making a nice rally on the bumpy road to get there.
During our short stay, André tried to make a small siesta which was interrupted by the local colony of bees. Compared to other islands in Greece, due to the massive amount of tourists and the totally lack of construction planning, the beaches are dirty and nothing special. Therefore and once again the experienced team of the East Pilgrim brought light to the less informed tourists. So here is our recommendation – Corfu – as a beach destination – doesn’t worth the visit.
Talking about the nightlife… in a sarcastic tone we all say it loud: “The night of Kavos it’s something precious!”. If the Greeks are similar to us in how they have fun and enjoy themselves, English are another story, another world.
98% Of English from 12 to 18 years old that take control over town, scream, jump, break, drink, fuck, throw up and drink more until they fall. The Greek alphabet disappeared in Kavos, McDonalds is back, stores renting everything, satellite transmitions of football matches… you know… Go to Greece and have everything you have back in England.
The health centers are totally full and with waiting lines: Several injuries from street fights, motorbike and car accidents, and alcoholic comas. Even couples with a scared face asking for the next day saving pill!
We really tried to adapt! We really tried to make an alcoholic “warm up” in the flat before going out, but is just too much for us! The drinking until drop, that energy, isn’t for us. And I can tell you, English that go to Greece to see football matches, for sure they are eager to meet other English and we felt interested to meet really few of them.
Me – “Where are you from?”
Lady – “Southampton. And you?”
Me – “Lisboa.”
Lady – “I went to Algarve some years ago! Albufeira”
Me – “Do you know something in Portuguese”
Lady – “Vamos bailar” (in Portuguese would be “vamos dançar”)
One night was enough! Back to capital of Corfu on the next day, this time to catch a boat to Italy. The photos of Kavos are gone… but here I leave some taken in the last day in Greece, in a beach full of Bulgarians and Ukrainians, Benitses.
Note: This text was written together, with close colaboration of André Coelho.
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