I was worried about my first visit to Greece being this summer. If you can’t think of why then you need to watch the news… Seriously. Stories of Greeks stuffing money in frozen chickens to hide it from their government and queues of monstrous lengths forming outside banks haunted me as I was making my way to Gatwick for my 8.40am flight bound for: Zante.
However, I came to find that no matter how much financial trouble Greece was in, it could never faulter the beauty of the island. As we cruised in our open-top jeeps towards the Peligoni Club it was hard to imagine the scenes I’d seen on the news happening in this picturesque landscape.
Without a bite to eat all day and after getting a bit lost, we finally arrived at our villa: Anna’s House. They did it up beautifully while still keeping the Grecian feel. The infinity pool was incredible and nothing was coming between six kids and that pool! We all dove in and played Marco Polo for about two hours, our hunger quickly forgotten amidst the excitement of starting a holiday.
The first meal of the holiday had to include seafood. England has many culinary specialties, but never seems to produce quite the same, fresh prawns as other countries. So, sea food spaghetti it was; and what a good choice I made! However, it was hard to tell whether my satisfaction came from the chef’s skill or 24 hours without food.
The rest of the week was a blur of pools, watersports, socialising, tanning and our much loved siestas. The weather was an incredible, cloudless, dry heat for the duration of the week and the nights cooled to a comfortable temperature (although the air-con in our villa was still definitely needed).
The general daily routine we followed was: getting up early and going to ‘The Club’, tanning and watersports until lunchtime, lunch followed by a much needed siesta, then more swimming, dinner, then a cheeky appearance at Tony’s Bar for us teenagers. A place where we all socialised and made some hilarious memories (that some of us can remember more than others!)
And who could write a diary entry about Peligoni without the mention of their famous party nights? This week the theme was ‘Beach Party’ so I wore some denim shorts, a bright green bikini and a see-through, white, laced top. The 15-18 year olds went to Tony’s to get cheaper drinks then went back to Peligoni to dance the rest of the night away. Best. Night. Ever. And a great way to spend my last night at the Peligoni Club.
After that week I could only come out with two complaints. 1: Wasps everywhere. Could barely step outside without my life being threatened by a wasps or hornet as big as my face. 2: The price of Peligoni was ridiculously high. Was it worth it? Yes. Would I be willing to pay it again? … I hesitate a bit on that, mainly because it was such an amazing week and if I went again I’d be anxious about it being disappointing!
All in all, a very enjoyable trip and a definite recommend.