Corfu, not a scorcher!

Assuming that I get there, and that I can get decent (or any) internet access, my next blogs – and just about everything else I do in cyberspace for the next week – will be written in Corfu. I’m flying out tomorrow, improbably from Heathrow via Athens as opposed to from Bristol straight to Corfu. Aegean Airways are flying me, the second leg of which will be my debut on a turboprop aircraft, the 37 seat Dash 8.

37 seats? I was expecting at least an Airbus, but it seems my trip from the capital will be aboard a plane little bigger than a biplane. And this just a few years after I conquered my fear of flying.

I have no idea of how this is going to go. My hotel is booked, my hire car is arranged, my schedule is very flexible but I know, for once, what I am doing and where I am going. It’s a massive adventure too because I am doing this all alone. I’m going to travel Corfu from north to south, west to east, visit all the resorts and write a book about Corfu in winter, all the preliminaries for which are long done.

Nervous? You bet. Excited. Oh yes. It’s the biggest challenge I’ve had in decades. I’m pushing myself, doing something different, seeing if I really can write a book that people will want to read.

I’m going to try to update this site as and when I can in the next week, assuming – and it’s a hell of an assumption – that I can find somewhere with decent wi fi.

And tomorrow, it all begins.