No wind as we headed west from Agistri to the mainland, this time to Korfos. We attempted to tie up to the wall outside Papa George’s Taverna, but in no uncertain terms he told us to go and anchor. There’s an expectation to eat in his taverna, but we guess he felt he could do better with a bigger boat and more people on board. So we anchored in the bay and took great delight in sharing our opinion when he tried to entice us in as we walked past later in the evening.
So we had a very enjoyable meal in a small family run Taverna almost next door. Slightly Basil Fawlty behaviour from the lovely old husband – taking our order and then suddenly stamping his feet angrily at the little kittens approaching us. Ann did manage to get some photos though.
