Corfu is very English. there are English people working in the shops and restaurants and we realise we haven't heard a "kalimera" since we arrived. This is quite disappointing as what's the point of traveling to another country if it has been homogenised to feel like home, where is the cultural element? Luckily its not as bad as somewhere like Benidorm in Spain but scarily we did see someone wearing a Benidorm t-shirt.
Along with the missing kalimeras is bread missing at the beginning of dinner, water brought to the table without asking, free desserts and shots of alcohol from cute miniature bottles that we'd experienced in the rest of Greece.
While K relaxed at the hotel, M walked to the abandoned monastery of Agia Ekaterini, after which we both headed along the coast away from Roda town for a drink, before returning for dinner to the ever constant 80's music and theme from Zorba the Great.
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