FollowIt’s getting towards the end of the season, and last night our adopted ‘local’ closed its doors. Thanks Beer o’clock, you were great.
This morning we’re up early to go to a place called Sidari. We get there by bus. Greek busses hark back to earlier times in the UK, in that you get on, sit down and a conductor comes to collect your fare. He also ensures that everyone gets off at the right place, and is generally a mine of information.
Sidari is, frankly, a dump. If you want karaoke, an ill-advised tattoo, or a fake designer handbag then you’ve come to exactly the right place. Fish and chips perhaps?
Lots of places selling excursions. If you come here on holiday there’s no doubt you’ll be queuing up to get out of town for a day.
However, none of this matters. We’ve come here to see the Canal d’Amour, a part of the coast that has been eroded into a series of stunning bays.
It’s spectacular, and the journey is well worthwhile.