There werent any poodle skirts and bobby socks, leather jackets and hair gel and definitley no hot young Danny Zuco, but there was plenty of parties, music, dancing and good times had when Cherida and I hit up Greece and the Greek Isles.
We stayed in the Pink Palace on Corfu after a gruelling ferry trip from Bari, Italy. (i have recently seen pictures of luxury ferries travelling the same waters, and believe me, ours was not one of these!) Anyway in Pink Palace tradition we had our welcome speech, shot of pink ouzo and were shown to our gorgeous rooms which were thank zeus air conditioned. With many extra curricular activities to fill our time (a booze cruise, magic show, greek dancing, plate smashing, copious amount of jagermeister and ouzo, nice beach and glorious sunsets our 5 nights at the palace passed in a heady blur of feeling totally like we were on holidays.
Athens barely rates a mentio other than to say dont stay here for three nights!!! And i think i nearly died from one of the worst fevers in the world. Good metro tho!
So on to Santorini, another ferry and the greek isles
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