I could walk here, there and anywhere I want. There’s plenty of space for me to inspect the 14th century monastery from any angle, without worrying about keeping my distance from other people – because no one else was around.
Aside from the chorus of cicadas and occasional birdcalls in the distance, I could hear nothing else from where I stood at the Monastery of Pantokrator.
This landmark perched on top of Corfu’s highest peak, at 917 metres, is usually teeming with visitors at this time of year. Yet luckily for my fiancé and I, we had it all to ourselves.
