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Corfu is a reflection of European history, born out of an obsession to possess a piece of paradise... Venetians, Italians, French, English have tried to tame what belongs only to Corfiots, the subtle fusion between the taste of citrus fruits, sea salt, and the smell of olive trees. This travelogue bears witness to the family history I have with Corfu. Travelling to Corfu is almost a pilgrimage for us, a generational tribute to what the soul requires most : a moment to rest in a setting that wavers and sways between the blue of the sea, and the white of the marble.