First evening and a lady on a moped arrives at the edge of a main road to take us up to the villa. All we have so far is this main road supermarket car park to indicate the general area of the villa, but we know it must be up in the hills somewhere because reviews on air B&B talk about the views of the sea.
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We arrive up the rutted track, sometimes tarmac must mostly stony. We pass other villas and I wonder where the lady in front of us on the moped will stop. The air is scented with orange and lemon blossoms, the occasional aeroplane hum as Corfu has an airport.
A final push and we arrive at what I think I expected. It is definitely a villa rather than an apartment and it is the kind of wild, slightly unkempt but beautiful place that I had hoped for. Inside it is cool and calm, with comfortable old furniture - and a good wifi signal. There is a bath with no plug and a shower above with no hook to hang it on. But we're not complaining but ready to embrace any idiosyncrasies as well as the charm that we find here.
Outside the garden has not seen a gardener in a while and the paths are not swept. On the plus side, there are nooks and crannies and paths ending in little tables and seating to explore. Olive trees, lemon tree with ripe lemons - I don't know why some citrus trees can be in blossom and others in fruit at the same time? Irises in full bloom and the wisteria heavy with pale mauve blooms but just going over so there is a thick carpet of of flowers at that end of the terrace.
We have the ground floor and the terrace. We hear from the lady on the moped that an English couple rent the top floor from Georgio who built the villa and who lives in Athens.
The air is warm air, no wind the sea is as still as a lake and looks like a lake because the Greek mainland and other islands are so close. But, we cannot see the view! Sand from Africa hangs over the Island and although we see the lights of the mainland and Corfu town, everything is a blur.
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