After our short but sweet adventures through Albania we crossed the border into Greece, an event we´d been somewhat dreading because of our dog but absolutely nobody cared one bit about him or his passport and we were waved through somewhat impatiently, as it was almost dinner time and we got the feeling the border officials would rather be elsewhere. We headed to Igoumenitsa where we boarded a ferry to Corfu and began island hopping through the Ionian Islands.
Corfu is simultaneously terrible and wonderful… a double edged sword of tacky tourism in the south together with incredible mountainous landscapes and secret beaches in the north. OBVIOUSLY the north is better, so unless you are a sock-and-sandle wearing, stag-party-attending, full-English-breakfast-eating, warm-beer-binge-drinking kind of tourist, then the south is most likely not going to be your cup of tea. Consider yourself warned.
Kerry Murray 
Wonderful Greece!