PREVESA

Our impressions of Prevesa were not good from the moment we first entered the port. It is usual to berth stern-to or at worst bow-to ( in difficult situations). Here we noticed all the boats were moored alongside both on the quay and in the marina. Our approach was not well timed and that in addition to my clumsiness left me falling over onto the wharf and nearby coffee drinkers rushing to help us. We eventually tied up safely and then settled down to 3 days of peace love and quiet, NOT!

Every port has its plusses and minuses. Preveza has the 'volta', a tradition of strolling up and down the esplanade for hour upon hour in the evening, occasionally taking a break to eat ice creams or eat dinner at one of the many tavernas lining the quay.

This was all terrific until we decided to go to bed at about 10 or 10.30.  This must have been a signal to the many bars to increase the music (heavy rock) to earsplitting levels which continued till dawn. If wasn't for the injury we would have left the next morning!

Aubergine and fetta with Greek salad

In site of the setbacks, it was still pleasant wandering through the backstreets, dining at small traditional tavernas and just watching the world go by.

This tree trunk was entirely covered in staples and bits of old posters

We continued our saga with the port authority and registered our transit log for the first time. We discovered that our original instructions at Igoumenitsa were not quite correct and experienced the annoyance of the officials. Apparently the govt was doing a thorough passport check and ours had to be approved again by the police.

The customs official also warned us about the 'Greek Reciprocal Tax', which sounded rather frightening. We'll face that obstacle when it happens.




 
Our exit from the port was exemplary and we headed across the bay the 8 miles to Lefkas.