Keffalonia. Say that three times fast.

Ok this island is my favorite one to say. It sounds so exotic. Keffalonia. If it is possible, Keffalonia has even more beautiful beaches than Lefkada. The sand more fine, a little more pink and the bays a little more seductive. We continue to sail down the west side of the island to one of the top 5 beaches in all of Europe. It easily lives up to its sterling reputation. But instead we opt for one just a little further north for a much smaller and more intimate paradise. And for us, that day, it becomes our own private beach. There is no other way to get to it except by boat. The sheer cliffs that tumble down to the very edge of the beach make it our own fortress to lie around and soak in the Greek sun. In the afternoon, we do a little snorkeling exploring some caves and lagoons that have been carved out of the sandstone cliffs. If you like your beaches so peaceful that the only signs of human presence are your own footprints, head to the west side of Keffalonia.