fiftyfreeandsingle

As my first full day in Corfu draws to a close my stomach begins to grumble & growl, the monster needs feeding. I’ve heard that there’s a little festival a couple of kilometres along the coastline with food and music so off I head off on my pushbike as the twilight comes, along little country lanes, wide enough for just one car, lined with trees that carry figs and walnuts growing plump and green, the verges dense with grasses and cornflowers, the real heat of the summer is yet to come, so the colours are rich and lush. This evening there are no tourists or locals for that matter, no cars, no people, where is everyone I wonder?