We joined Jeani from our Cruise Critic roll call and her friend for a private taxi tour of the island. This was a great way to see places, since Corfu is fairly small but the sites are spread around. Our driver Kristos took us up in the mountains on roads the tour busses can’t navigate, for what would have been a great view except for the dense fog that morning. Then on to the usual viewpoints for St. George’s Bay (beautiful) and Paleokastritsa (even more beautiful). We spent some time at the Theotokos Monastery and on the beach at Paleokastritsa, then Kristos bought some fresh bread and took us to his friends’ shop (George’s Cellar) where we sampled the bread with their olive oil and spices, olives, wine, and kumquat liqueur and ouzo. No pressure to purchase! Then we drove back across the island and slightly south of the port to Kanoni, another lovely bay with a monastery and a church on the small Mouse Island. Kristos tried to sneak us in to Mon Repos for the views back to the port, but it was a different guard who was all Barney Fife so we ended the tour with a drive around the old town and back to the ship. A great four hours, and Kristos was even willing to wait at the old town for us to explore for a while (but lunch beckoned…).
Back on board we had lunch at Tastes. DW had a Chinoise chicken salad, and I had a Reuben sandwich [what? New York is an ethnic cuisine too!] We both capped it off with Ben & Jerry’s ice cream.
That afternoon, we took the ship’s shuttle back to the old town and toured the Old Fortress, including its temple-like Church of St. George (an English take on an Orthodox church) and up to the lighthouse for panoramic views; the Church of St. Spiridon (with a full-size silver casket containing said Saint’s relics); and the Rue de Rivoli-like Liston.
Corfu has had an interesting history of occupying powers, each of which left mementos. A lot of the architecture is Venetian, the City Hall is English (as is the summer palace, “Mon Repos,” where Prince Phillip was born), the street facing the port is French, and the adjacent park includes a cricket pitch. It’s also a green and verdant island, as contrasted to Santorini’s desert landscape. All in all a very pleasant surprise.
We caught the early show by Rustem Hayroudinoff. This was a longer program, and although all the composers were well-known he chose interesting pieces that we hadn’t heard before. Quite a contrast to the Liberace-type pianists we have heard on other cruises.
Dinner in the Crystal Dining Room: we both started with gratinated seafood crepes; then DW had mixed greens with buttermilk dressing; filet mignon chimichurri with eggplant, corn, chorizo confit and arugula mashed potatoes; and carrot cake, raspberry noodles, sauce anglaise, and bergamot ice cream; while I had mushroom soup; duo of salmon (1 fried; 1 poached in olive oil) with lemon foam, purple mashed potatoes, and fava beans; and peanut butter trifle.
After dinner we had planned to attend the late show in the Stardust Lounge (a Billy Joel tribute by one of the two singer/pianists) but we dozed off.
[We later learned that an Asian passenger had dropped dead walking from dinner to the concert. He was our age and in apparently good health. This was handled very smoothly, and most passengers weren’t even aware that anything had happened. DW learned about it because the next day’s Mass was offered for him, and we were slightly delayed disembarking while they removed the body.]