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After finishing university, my mates and I wanted to go on holiday to celebrate our achievement. An acquaintance of ours suggested renting a villa in the Greek island of Kefalonia. After doing an internet image search we were ready. The beaches, the sand and the parties all made for a perfect destination. Within hours our tickets were booked and a fortnight later we were there.
We stayed at a villa outside Argostoli on the outskirts of Lassi that we found online. It had three rooms, which was plenty of space for the four of us and a little extra if we made any new friends. It was well priced and came with a gorgeous swimming pool. To top it off, it was only a ten minute walk from a pristine beach and the crystal blue waters of the Mediterranean. The holiday was off to a fine start.
That week was spent in the sun. We would go to the beach in the morning to enjoy some waves and afterward we would retire to our villa for lunch. In the afternoons we would sunbathe around the pool and play cards. At night we would hop a bus and head into town. That’s where the real action was to be found.
Our first stop was a bar called Stavento. This bar was a fine place to sit back, relax and enjoy a relaxing beverage. One of my mates, Rossi, was sure he had a pretty good handle on the Greek language and thought he’d try to order a drink in the local tongue. We walked up and sat down at the bar. When the barman came over he greeted us with “Hello there”. Well Rossi was not deterred by his English introduction and belted out a string of unintelligible words that sounded vaguely Italian. The barman laughed at us and replied in Greek. After about thirty seconds of blank stares, we broke out laughing and ordered two pints.
After that fiasco we headed to a couple of clubs. The first was called Bass and it did not disappoint. It was packed with people, lights and a bumping bass that you could feel as you walked up to the place. After enjoying the natural beauty of some of the locals, we moved on to a second club called Cinema. This club was at the end of Lithostroto street which was lined by cafes and shops. Club Cinema was even bigger and seemed to be the most popular spot in Argostoli, if not Kefalonia! We spent hours there and pretty much closed the place down.
The rest of the week was spent in similar fashion. We would sleep in, get in some beach time and then hit the town at night. It was a great way to spend a holiday and perfect first trip after university.
We stayed at a villa outside Argostoli on the outskirts of Lassi that we found online. It had three rooms, which was plenty of space for the four of us and a little extra if we made any new friends. It was well priced and came with a gorgeous swimming pool. To top it off, it was only a ten minute walk from a pristine beach and the crystal blue waters of the Mediterranean. The holiday was off to a fine start.
That week was spent in the sun. We would go to the beach in the morning to enjoy some waves and afterward we would retire to our villa for lunch. In the afternoons we would sunbathe around the pool and play cards. At night we would hop a bus and head into town. That’s where the real action was to be found.
Our first stop was a bar called Stavento. This bar was a fine place to sit back, relax and enjoy a relaxing beverage. One of my mates, Rossi, was sure he had a pretty good handle on the Greek language and thought he’d try to order a drink in the local tongue. We walked up and sat down at the bar. When the barman came over he greeted us with “Hello there”. Well Rossi was not deterred by his English introduction and belted out a string of unintelligible words that sounded vaguely Italian. The barman laughed at us and replied in Greek. After about thirty seconds of blank stares, we broke out laughing and ordered two pints.
After that fiasco we headed to a couple of clubs. The first was called Bass and it did not disappoint. It was packed with people, lights and a bumping bass that you could feel as you walked up to the place. After enjoying the natural beauty of some of the locals, we moved on to a second club called Cinema. This club was at the end of Lithostroto street which was lined by cafes and shops. Club Cinema was even bigger and seemed to be the most popular spot in Argostoli, if not Kefalonia! We spent hours there and pretty much closed the place down.
The rest of the week was spent in similar fashion. We would sleep in, get in some beach time and then hit the town at night. It was a great way to spend a holiday and perfect first trip after university.
