Private
tours
with exploressa
Corfu is not just a point on a map it’s a living canvas of romance, history, scent, and light. And our Private Tours are your gateway to its soul. At Exploressa, we believe that the most beautiful experiences are the ones that move slowly through cobbled alleyways, forgotten monasteries, vineyard covered hills, and secret coastal paths where the sea sings to the sun.
Private Tours: Achilleion palace and Gastouri, A dream of Royal Elegance
The palace was built not for power, but for longing. In the late 19th century, the Empress Elisabeth of Austria known to history as Sisi sought refuge from the cold rituals of her court….
Corfu τown and kanoni tour,
A journey through time and light
Few views in Greece are as iconic or as quietly breathtaking as the panorama from the Kanoni viewpoint. The lush green hillside opens gently to reveal Mouse Island or Pontikonisi, as it’s known locally a tiny islet crowned with a chapel and surrounded by the silver shimmer of the Ionian.
In front of it sits the serene whitewashed Monastery of Vlacherna, resting on its own narrow pier, forever embraced by the water.
Custom island highlights tour, your own story, written by Corfu
If you’re in search of silence, let us take you inland. Villages like Agios Matheos or Old Perithia appear like stories carved in stone. Here, the air carries the scent of woodsmoke and rosemary, and locals nod not as strangers, but as people who know the art of welcome.
Perhaps you’re feeling playful, curious. Then let us drive along the island’s spine to Pantokrator Mountain, where the road winds like a ribbon and the whole of Corfu stretches out below a sea of green embraced by blue. Or perhaps you’re in love. Then we know the perfect sunset. We’ll bring you to Kanoni, where Mouse Island sits like a jewel in a sea of calm. Or to a secluded cove on the east coast, where the horizon melts into the water and everything becomes soft….
North Corfu discovery,
A hidden world beyond the map
Further inland, the terrain changes. The hills rise gently, and the villages seem to grow from the earth itself. Old Perithia, the oldest village on the island, sits nestled in the shadow of Mount Pantokrator. It is made of stone and silence. Abandoned once, but never lifeless. Now restored by those who love what remains untouched. There are no crowds here, no souvenir shops. Only ruins that hum with memory and tavernas where every dish tastes like someone’s grandmother made it just for you….
Paleokastritsa and Lakones. Where the sea meets the sky
Paleokastritsa is known by many names. The jewel of the west coast. The emerald bay. The soul of Corfu’s coast. But no name fully captures the soft awe that unfolds when the sea reveals itself in layers of blue and green, shifting like silk in the sunlight. It is nature at its most dramatic and intimate, wrapped in myth and whispering beauty.
As your vehicle winds along the coastal road, the Ionian glimmers through olive trees, and soon, Paleokastritsa greets you with its signature serenity. But this is not a place to check off on a map. This is a place to breathe in….
Religious heritage and monasteries, echoes of faith and silence
Saint Spyridon is more than a figure in history. He is a guardian. A friend. A miracle worker to those who believe. And whether or not you arrive with faith, you leave with reverence.
But the journey does not remain in the town. It moves upward, inward toward sanctuaries cradled in the hills. The Monastery of Pantokrator, perched near the highest peak of the island, greets you not with grandeur but with grace. The path is winding, but the view is eternal. From here, the entire island seems to exhale. The sea stretches endlessly. The sky feels near enough to touch.
Inside the monastery, silence is not absence it is presence. You hear it in every creak of the wooden floor, in the soft shuffle of robes, in the way light filters through stained glass and lands like prayer on stone….
South Corfu, Where the sea whispers and traditions endure
Nearby, Halikounas curves along the shores of Lake Korission, a rare and sacred ecosystem where sea and freshwater meet. The air smells of pine and salt. Here, the water holds light like glass and the silence is textured with birdsong. You may see kite surfers dancing with the wind. You may simply sit on a rock and feel the weight of stillness. There is no wrong way to belong here.
But South Corfu is not only nature. It is tradition, deeply rooted and still alive in every village courtyard, every bell tower, every taverna table filled with laughter and time.
Wine and olive oil tasting experience, A journey through liquid gold and earthly poetry
At the olive press, you witness the magic as it happens. Green and purple fruit transformed into liquid gold. Cold pressed, untouched by machines that rush, the oil here is full of soul. You are invited to taste a drop on your tongue, grassy, peppery, alive. Nothing like what you’ve known from shelves.
Bread is torn, not sliced. Tomatoes are crushed by hand. A sprinkle of sea salt. A bite. And suddenly, Corfu is not just seen or walked it is tasted. Deeply. Intimately.
Next comes the wine and oh, what stories it tells.
Corfu is not known internationally for its wines, and that is part of its charm. The vineyards here are humble and passionate, not mass-produced or polished for marketing. The grape varieties are local, ancient, sometimes forgotten by the world but never by the islanders. Kakotrygis. Petrokoritho. Skopelitiko. Their names roll off the tongue like songs whispered by grandmothers.
