Posted on September 29, 2010.
A walking holiday in Zante We booked a holiday to negotiate on the Greek island of Zakynthos by Global Travel Vacations agent.
Having become accustomed to the Greek islands silent, requiring a ferry service, and therefore tend to discourage families with young children, our coach transfer on Zakynthos, through the brightly lit resorts, apparently are little more than taverns, bars and souvenir shops, left us on earth wondering what we were hiring for.
Our destination of Alikes also appeared initially built to a similar plan, but at least by then we knew that this was not an isolated case. Our accommodation in studios Lofos was, if anything, better than the brochure description had led us to believe and well built next to a relatively busy local road, proved to be sufficiently far from the main thoroughfare, offer the prospect of peace and quiet. Our room even had a good view of the sea (although most others did not) contrary to what was told to wait.
Though relatively quiet when leaving the center of the city, any peace was often disturbed by the appearance of local sport motorcycle muffler off and impress tourists with wheelies scene in front of them. What could go wrong? No doubt it often ends in tears, much to the improvement of the genetic heritage, but it's something to be on your guard against if you do not want to be claimed by the local suicide bomber.
Despite our misgivings, we soon got the hang of the place and provide the parts, we gave the busiest of the city failed, we ended up liking Alikes.
The food in all the tavernas we visited was good, the location of visual cues and attitude are the main customers, and finally we found a couple of crackers, the Anatolik (which grows its own vegetables, and sheep cheese) and Paradosiako, each at opposite ends of the city.
There was also the Lemon Tree on the other side of the station adjacent Alikanas which although a long way away, operated its own minibus to take its customers home and even collect them if necessary. The meal there was not only individuals, but it was a different place to go.
Similarly, there was the Kaki Rachi in the nearby village of Pigadakia, which the enterprising owner, Spiros Vertzagias, conducted a road train to take interested parties to both the agricultural museum and tavern during the week and an authentic Greek night on Saturdays.
Good value at 25 Euros (including train fare) and not half as tacky as it could have been that rather than establishing a company to soak the tourists, Spiros seemed to invite us to a big party where there can not afford if we charge for the privilege.
What was the most interesting bit, however, proved to be a little anti-climax. You've probably heard there was an earthquake of 6.5 in Greece while we were there. Although the Peloponnese, only 50 km or more of Zakynthos, where the earth shook violently, people could not walk and water in the pools were stupid things.
We missed it all, I am sorry to report, as we were on a speedboat tour of the wreckage and the blue caves. I must admit that the sea became very rough and the boat was clearing the water at certain stages, but we just ask for the weather and the owner of the boat shows us what could be his job.
After one or two other caves, he received a message on the earthquake and brought us home at a more leisurely pace. Good job there was not a tsunami or a landslide support in a cave we were at the time. Others had stories to tell, though, and no one left or entered the island by air for the rest of the day, as air traffic control has decreased.
The main attraction of Alikes to us, however, proved to be walking. Just behind the town is a mountain range, about one third.