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RETRACING MY STEPS AROUND MORAITIKA, CORFU ALWAYS BRINGS UP OLD MEMORIES…

Oh! Looking at the two photographs above, I marvel at the difference 30+ years make! Here’s a view to the same road in both photographs, and I hope you’re being kind as you compare me with that flawless young girl LOL!

There are always changes, and sad losses to encounter, almost every time I visit Moraitika, but there are always familiar faces to greet – family, friends and neighbors – to catch up with.

After 50 years of almost annual returns to this idyllic little village, one would think I’d have got sick of it by now, but the opposite is the case. If I don’t go there once a year, it feels like a lost summer, if not worse.

And the memories… Oh, the memories! By now, I know every crack in the pavement. Not just in my granny Antigoni and granddad Spyros’s tiny lane where I had the best summers of my life as a child and young woman, but everywhere…

Take this view, for instance. I imagine you’re looking at the remains of the stately home that stands there, at “Kato Vrysi” (Lower Tap), where a municipal tap served the whole village back in the day. Or, maybe, your eyes were pinned to the lush mountain and the clear blue sky.

Not me. What I’m looking at is the ground. Every time I walk around this village I tend to look down a lot. And as I do so, my mind fills with old memories and precious people I have lost.

Some are memories of laughter and innocent first love, and others are less favorite moments of my life, scenes that are not exactly pleasant, which I also get to revisit, despite myself.

It’s a mixture of odd sentiments, but the love always defeats the pain, somehow. And I owe this to my grandparents and the perfect summers they gave me. The greatest gift I have ever been given, which inspired the second novel I ever wrote (The Ebb).

Back to the ground in the photo… and where my eyes landed. You see the deep crack on the left? That’s where, one quiet Easter time back in the 80s, my father handed me a big fat shovel and showed my sister and me how to mix cement, right on that spot. You think I’m joking? I’m not. I was around 15, thin as a rake. My idea of manual work at the time was limited to playing hoops. I got calluses in my hands that Easter, needless to say.

Not one of my favorite memories of Dad, and I do prefer to revisit the happier ones he left me with. For example, when I was little, he used to lift me up to sit on his shoulders, and he’d carry me for hundreds of meters along the main road of Moraitika.

The tourists, who were much more vocal and loud back in the day (people were just happier in the 1970s, I guess!) used to greet us and wave frantically, even from the other side of the road. My family would wave back, and Dad made it great fun for me and my sister (we took turns to sit on his shoulders).

He also took us syrtaki-dancing in the tavernas some nights when we were small kids, which was also a lot of fun. I always think of those nights when I pass by the same places. Some of these businesses are now owned by other families, and others are derelict or completely gone, but the memories, as I walk past, never fade.

The beach of Moraitika is another place where the memories come rushing to meet me every time I get there. Take this stretch of beach, for instance. The photo is taken from Delphinia Hotel (where the pier is) looking out toward the south and Messonghi.

What can I say about this beach? The memories are endless, dating back from the early 70s. But I’ll share my favorite memory that made its way into my semi-autobiographical novel, The Ebb.

Every August, on the night of the full moon, the most resplendent of the year, Granddad would make a visit to the local pizzeria. It was located where the roundabout now is and made the most delicious pizza I’ve ever known. He would take two boxes and then pick us up–my granny, my sister and two cousins (his two other granddaughters), and lead the way to the beach by the pier…

 

The pier inevitably inspired The Ebb and the whole “The Lady of the Pier” trilogy, by the way. No surprise there…

The only real difference is that instead of calling the village Moraitika, I called it “Vassilaki,” to honor my great-grandfather, Stefanos Vassilakis, who was the first priest and teacher of Moraitika. He is buried by the church on the hill. You may have passed by his grave a few times if you’re a regular visitor to the village.

 

Every time I pass it by, I greet him with a “Yassoo, Pappou!” And in my heart, he always answers.

Anyway… Back to those unforgettable pizza nights under the August full moon…

We would settle on the cool sand in the darkness, with only Granddad’s big flashlight offering some adequate illumination so we could see the pizza boxes and pick a slice.

It was magical. Especially as the moon shone the best it ever could. It was magnificent, with an orange tint and an eerie aura, setting the sea alight with a liquid fire of silver and gold.

As an adult, many summers I have tried to get to the same spot and sit on the sand under the full moon to replicate the magnificence of the experience, and I’m still to succeed… I’m sure I never will.

The memories of those pizza nights under the full moon in the 1980s remain indellible to this day and nothing compares. Granddad Spyros set the bar too high, bless his soul.

GO HERE TO SEE ALL THE PHOTOS I TOOK THIS SUMMER IN MORAITIKA. ENJOY THE SUNSHINE AND THE HAPPY, CAREFREE VIBES!

GO HERE FOR A SUPER-SHORT VIDEO I TOOK ON THE BEACH LOOKING OUT TO THE NORTH, TOWARD CORFU TOWN, TO THE EAST, TOWARD THE SHORES OF ALBANIA, AND TO THE SOUTH TOWARD MESSONGHI.

ENJOY THE STRONG CICADA SONG AND THE RELAXING SOUNDS OF THE SEA… YOU’RE WELCOME! 😘

FOR MY BEST RECOMMENDATIONS FOR HOTELS AND RESTAURANTS IN MORAITIKA, CORFU – AND EVEN FOR THE BEST BOAT TRIPS TO ENJOY – MAKE SURE TO CHECK OUT MY INSIDER’S TRAVEL GUIDE HERE! IT INCLUDES INFO ON MESSONGHI AND OTHER IDYLLIC PLACES NEARBY.

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The writing says: Cultural center of Moraitika, a calendar of memories from our village. 2020 wishes for health, love and progress.

Late last year, I was contacted on Facebook by Mrs Aglaia Anthi, President of the cultural center of Moraitika, Corfu. She said she’d seen some old photos on my website and asked for permission to use them for the 2020 calendar of the cultural center. I was thrilled and, of course, I said yes.

Last January, she sent me a copy of this beautiful calendar which I am thrilled to share today. I meant to do it back then but, sadly, I was in a bad place at the time, caught up in my late mother’s daily cancer fight. When I received the calendar, I took it to her bed to leaf through, and she cried to see the photo on the first sheet, which depicted her grandparents, Stefanos and Olga Vassilakis. She kissed their faces on the photograph whispering, ‘i nouna mou, o nounos mou…’ (the Corfiot words for ‘my granny, my granddad). The memory still causes my heart to twinge with feeling. My mother passed away on February 12, and I am comforted to think she is in her grandparents’ and her parents’ arms right now.

Without further ado, here is the calendar, sheet by sheet. I hope you will enjoy it.

January-February. Caption: The first priest of Moraitika and his wife (Stefanos and Olga Vassilakis).

My great-grandfather was also a teacher of Moraitika. The house he built for his family still stands on the hill near the church. Part of it was used as the village school at some point. He is buried in the church yard. For more photos and information, see my post about the two churches of Moraitika on the hill.

 

March-April. Caption: Kato Vrysi.

Or how the locals pronounce it, ‘Katou Vrysi.’ Loosely translated, it means, ‘The tap downhill’. It is situated on the side of the main road outside the dilapidated estate behind the Coop supermarket. There is also an ‘uphill tap’ called ‘Panou Vrysi’ which is at the edge of the village on the hill under a big plane tree. This is why the locals also call it ‘O Platanos’ (The plane tree). For detailed directions to Panou Vrysi, see my guide to Moraitika.

 

May-June. Caption: Old estate houses of the village.

The building on the left is the Papadatos estate house. This family also owns the little church of Agios Dimitris nearby (my great-grandfather is buried outside the main door of this church). The building on the right is the Koukouzelis estate house. Today, the grounds are used by the council for cultural events (concerts mainly). For more info and photos, see the same post about the churches.

 

July-August. Caption: Moraitika wedding of Kostas and Eleni Vlachos.

My uncle Kostas passed away a couple of years ago, but Aunt Leni remains active at her old age (born 1933), and still helps out at her seaside apartments of ‘Nea Zoi’ (beside Caldera on the beach). See my guide to Moraitika for these establishments. Here, below, follows an excellent commentary about this photo by my Aunt Leni as relayed by her daughter-in-law, Spyridoula Vlachos:

‘The wedding took place in 1953 in the village of Episkopiana. This picture was taken at the look out near the St Nikolaos church in Episkopiana that no longer stands. This is the area of the old estate home of Patsos that is now inhabited by the Tata family. After the wedding took place, everyone set off to Moraitika on foot, where the reception party would take place on the village square. On the front, walked the organ players and the priest who held the bible, then followed the bride and the groom, with everyone else behind walking them. Back then, the way to Moraitika was via the estate of the Kapodistrias family. In this photo, Stamatis Vassilakis’s daughter, Marika, is pictured beside the bride dressed in white. She had got married just a week earlier and was pregnant with her first child.’

Re my Aunt Marika (daughter of Great-Uncle Stamatis Vassilakis): She was one of my favourite relatives of the Vassilakis family. She had the heart and the soul of a child. I still recall so vividly the last time I saw her, visiting her in her house after a long while during my short stay in the village. It was a couple of years earlier, just months before she died. She was confused with dementia and didn’t recognize me when I approached her. Still, her good heart must have done, because she kept holding me, her eyes sparkling with love and delight while saying, ‘I love you! I love you!’ I’ll never forget her face that day; so innocent, so loving. Somehow, she is the only one whose name I didn’t have the heart to change in my largely autobiographical novel set in Moraitika, The Ebb.

Back to the wedding photo: Great-Uncle Lilis, a teacher, stands behind Aunt Marika. Behind Aunt Leni, the bride, on the right, is the groom, Uncle Kostas. To his right, stand Aunt Olga, and Great-Uncle Kotsos with Great-Aunt Rini Tsatsanis from Messonghi. The girl with the frizzy hair beside them is Maria, Lefteris Kosmas’s sister (he runs Leftis Romantica). My mother, Ioanna, is pictured further right as a little girl with her hands on her waist.  

September-October. Caption: Group photo of members of the Vlachos and Vassilakis family.

My great-grandmother’s maiden name was Vlachos, and her wedding to Stefanos Vassilakis bound the two families together as one with great relations. This photograph was taken outside the Vassilakis house (late 40s to early 50s). She sits at the center dressed in black, as befitted a widow at the time. My great-grandfather passed away in 1944, and she did in 1953. The building shown in the background is the Koukouzelis estate house as mentioned earlier. The mulberry tree they’re sitting under still stands today and so does the olive tree on the right.

Pictured from left to right: Back row: Great-Uncle Antonis Vassilakis, Aunt Olga (Lilis’s daughter), Great-Aunt Irini, Aunt Dina (or Beba, Lilis’s daughter), Christos Vlachos, Tsantis Vlachos. Middle row: Great-Uncle Kotsoris (Kotsos) Tsatsanis, Great-Grandmother Olga Vlachos, Angelina Vlachos, Great-Uncle Lilis Vassilakis and his wife, Great-Aunt Fotoula. Front row: Great-Uncle Stamatis Vassilakis. Behind them, the children Petros and Sofia Vlachos. Petros used to run The Crabs restaurant on the beach (now Caldera, run by his son Christos). On the right of my great-grandmother, you can see Evgenia Vassilakis (wife of Stamatis) and her grandchildren, Vasso and Stefanos Moraitis (both, Marika’s children).

November-December. Caption: Washing in the ‘mastello (old Venetian word for ‘wooden tub’).

If my memory serves me well, ‘Forena’ is a nickname for the woman pictured  here. I think she lived or had a shop in the old days on the upper square of Moraitika where the Village Taverna is. This square was always referred to by my grandparents as ‘Foros’ (a Venetian word meaning market or square, in my understanding).

The rest of the caption reads: ‘Open-air barber shop (Pippis, Kapouas, Tatsos, Lopi, Sofia).

For more photos and info on the Vassilakis family and my old summers in Corfu, see this post.  To follow my blog and be notified of my new posts, go here.

This is it for now, everyone. I wish you a wonderful summer, and hope you’ll get to make lots of new and exciting memories – be it in Corfu, or your own corner of heaven 🙂

 

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