Dan and I recently went to a little Greek island called Lefkada. It was exactly what we both needed and turned out to be quite a bit more adventurous than either of us had originally thought. I will write 3 or 4 posts on this wonderful little island, but the first one is dedicated to the beach that we found on our second day. When we first saw the beach we dubbed it ‘The Secret Beach’, but after some rather amusing incidents we changed the name to ‘Octopus Beach’.
I obviously decided to climb the tree that hung over the rocks... Ever so gracefully.
The walk to the beach takes you through archways of wild acorn trees, climbing trees that grow out towards the sea and cliff edges that sound like a symphony when the waves crash against them.
To get to the beach you need to stay on the main road that
runs from Lefkada to Nydri. When you get to this
point you will see some steps leading down to a beach... but what you may
not see is the tiny path that leads through the bushes and around the cliff
edge to this.
What a beautiful sight!
And the walk there wasn’t too shabby either.
We spent our morning playing like happy otters in the
clearest waters either of us had ever seen, and as we had the beach to
ourselves we even decided to wriggle out
of our swimsuits and tick skinny dipping off our bucket list (no pictures,
nobody wants to see that!)
This beach is only in the sunshine until around 1pm, so at
around noon we emerged from the emerald water and laid out on the rocks to dry
like lizards, with nothing but the sound of the waves as they dragged pebbles
to their depths. Dan decided to tell me he was getting bored by seeing how far he could throw stones (boys, Eurgh!)
It was at this point
we discovered we were ravenously hungry, so with salty skin and smiles on our
faces we left in search of food.
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