November sailing, Corfu, Greece: Restocking and Exploring

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  • Опубликовано: 23 ноя 2024

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  • @tonyhalsall3170
    @tonyhalsall3170 3 дня назад

    Corfu is great.

  • @furrom152
    @furrom152 3 дня назад

    HAAAAAAPPY BIRTHDAY Jclub(?!) JACOB!🥳🥳🥳🥳

  • @denniswaites5593
    @denniswaites5593 4 дня назад

    I've done a number of trips to town quay's and marinas in Greece to fill tanks with water and had no problems.

  • @annamtravel7
    @annamtravel7 День назад

    Suss it all out for when we go back haha

  • @lovropirkl2672
    @lovropirkl2672 4 дня назад +1

    One of the Croatia's sister nations actually has a really disturbing history deeply intertwined with Corfu. Though, I'd advise causion when researching this history beacause a lot of it is really dark
    In the first world war, the Serbian army was crushed under the united force of the German empire, the Bulgarian empire and the Austro-Hungarian dual monarchy. After 2 failed attempts of conquering Serbia, the central powers had finally crushed her. The crown was Hidden in Kosovo and the army of some 150 000 soldiers and even more civilians had nowhere to go. If they returned to occupied Serbia, they would get killed, as the central powers were prone to horrendous crimes against humanity. Besides, if they returned they wouldn't be able to live as Serbia was absolutely destroyed and scorched beyond recognition by the occupying forces. 150 000 souldiers and even more civilians started walking over the frozen and snow covered mountains of Albania, towards the albanian coast. This "river" of people walking to Albania was so long that when the front end of the line reached the coast, the back end was still in Prizren (Kosovo). So many people had perrished during the walk, as they didn't have enough food, warm clothes, supplies and so on. It's hard to describe the horrors those people went through to get to the Albanian coast. In Serbian historiography, this event is called the Albanian Golgotha. (Golghota is the name of the hill upon wich Jesus died).
    When they reached Durres on the albanian coast, the Italians opened fire on them, as they didn't want Serbia to have presence in the Adriatic. The army and the civillians fled to the far south of Albania, over even more snow covered mountains without proper food and equippment. So many souls perrished during this, and those who remained, couldn't be called people anymore... their homes burnt down and destroyed, their families killed, their coutry occupied, they were wounded, cold, drizzled, hungry, missing limbs... the "survivors" were basically dead men walking. When they reached the south coast, the French tried to organise a mass evacuation of the Serbian people to Tunissia, but Corfu was chosen instead, as it was a far safer option.
    The French ships had to sail back and forth 170 times between Corfu and south albania to evacuate what was left of the the serbian army and civilians, sadly some of these people were so devastated by what they went through that many chose to relieve themselves by choosing the blue grave as their final resting place. Many just tossed themselves into the sea during the transfer.
    Once they reached Corfu, wich at the time had about 70 000 inhabitants was suddenly flooded by about 200 000 Serbs. The mass dying caused by the war and the Albanian Golghota was so intense, thay all graveyards of Corfu were filled to the brim within just a few weeks. People were burried wherever they could. A lot of farmland and just general public land was used for burying corpses. That's why, wherever you walk on Corfu, there's a solid chance you're standing on somebody's grave.
    The people who were mentally or phisically damadged the most from what they went through were sent to the baren Island of "Vidos" to live out their sad existence. Left there to rot and die in peace.
    When they ran out of burrial space, they were burrying the corpses into the blue grave. On the north side of Corfu, there is a memorial on which it is written: " Here, on the bottom, where sleepy muscels are resting, lies the graveyard of heroes, lies a brother next to his brother. They were Prometheuses of hope, they were appostils of sorrow."