Olympion Village

Stayed at the Olympion Village Hotel for just under a week with my other half, I was very anxious about arriving due to the reviews I read on here, however the hotel was so much better than I expected. Spiros and the staff were all very friendly and polite and made us feel welcome. We originally paid for just breakfast, but on arrival we were offered half board with aircon and access to the safe box for a reasonable price, which we took, and it was definitely a good idea! Our room was very spacious and had a balcony overlooking the hotel grounds. Only issue we had was the shower- the shower curtain wasn't long enough so we had to use the bathroom mat to mop up the water on the floor after each shower, and the temperature was very hit and miss! Room was cleaned every day and the cleaners were very thorough, seemed like staff took a lot of pride in the place, which was lovely to see. I have no complaints with food, every meal time there was enough variety to cater for everyone, and dinner included 3 courses, however we were always joined by wasps! The hotel is ideal for any guest, there were groups of young people, families, children, and older people too. It's close enough to the strip for clubbing but just far away so you don't get much noise. Plenty to do at the hotel and in kavos and surrounding areas so certainly will never be bored! Overall a lovely stay and would certainly recommend.

This review is to enlighten and informally inform fellow holidaymakers about the hotel in question, being The Olympion Village. After an hours drive from the aiport, which consisted of being chaffeured by Corfu's very own Dominic Torretto, overtaking any motorist on the road in his sights. He was spurred by the rousing cheers of approval and a hunger for more. His inner speed demon summoned him steadfast towards Kavos, where like our trusted strongarm at the wheel, we were ready to let rip. Upon arrival, we were met by an endomorph who was sweating profusely like a priest on a sunday, named Agamemnon, coincidently after the King of Mycenae. Like a true nobleman, he cut our deposit by 50%. Agamennon took our 25 euro each, wiped the sweat from his brow and after not much deliberationn at all between me and my fellow comrades regarding whether to get the air con, one glance at Agamemnon's forehead convinced us to invest wisely. After a shower to freshen ourselves up, we headed to the strip for our first night which was filled with europhia and debauchery. Over the week, what myself and my amigos discovered was the horrific dress sense and mentality of what can only be described as softie southerners. Denim shorts, white long socks, brands ranging from gym king to pierre Cardin and to top it off, the wearing of the vest aka wifebeater was in full force in every club. The shirtlifters were out in solidarity, prancing around the strip with no apparel to cover the torso. We had no involvement in this odious act. For they had nothing on the Merseyside Massive. Our sense of style and good taste showed the strip what practical casual wear looks like. Yes, you already have an idea. When expressing ourselves through fashion, we like to think of ourselves as trend setters, some might call us fashionistas. But you didnt hear that from me. We are talking about the under armour, the north face, the berghaus. But, enough of that, i have found myself going off on a linguistic ramble, much like the ill-famed Raby Mere Rambling Ratchets on christmas morning. However, my ramble is not as frowned upin as the Raby Mere Rambling Rachets, whose lead navigator was caught up in an israeli sex scandal on an annual pilgrimage to Jerusalem. More about the hotel... The food in the hotel was much better than we expected. Our original expectations stemmed from the food in the hotel we went to in Zante the year before, which was barely edible for us. Now, we would like to consider ourselves well-cultured folk and enjoy continental foods very often but the food in zante was nothing short of a travesty. Kavos' fine cuisine has won the battle of the bastards, being Zante and Kavos. Having missed breakfast most mornings due to the late night before, the english breakfast was tasty, yet, i have one criticism. And that is the distance between the egg and the beans. Now dont get me wrong, I may want to mix them together, but that should be the choice of the consumer. The choice of burgers, pizzas, wraps,bageuttes and much more such as italian dishes left our party feeling merry and in high spirits as we tackled the day and night ahead. I would highly recomend the carbonara, chicken bacon and cheese club sandwich. although the pastas were not seasoned enough to satisfy one of my ombrés taste, therefore he suffocated the fine spag bol in salt and pepper which would have been enough to destroy the meal for any man, but not the notorious 'the bono'. On the contrary to the raving reviews regarding the cuisine, the service could have been quicker and one of our pals didnt appreciate being laughed at when he ordered more chips to accompany his burger (which already comes with chips as a side). Maybe the fat shaming is a part of Greek culture we are not familiar with, but as i said, there was no need to advocate such maltreatment. Also, despite the sweltering climate, we were not allowed to eat our evening meal without having a top on. One of our party had removed all chest hair with 'Veet' especially for this as he is a considerate gent and did not want to burn the eyes out of the fellow holiday makers with the wild forest upon his chest. Spiros (the waiter) said "big problem", which we understood despite his foreign tounge, pointing towards our torsos in disgust. In my humble opinion, Spiros overreacted. The contempt he shown towards us was as though we had defecated on his windscreen in the height of summer, leaving the stool to bake at optimum temperature. One night we paid 15 euro for BBQ, but dont be fooled, the only thing that looked like it had been barbecued that night was Agamemnon. We left the so called bbq in a state of dismay and feeling rather woebegone. So i recomend giving that a wide birth. The security guard of the hotel, Mandingo, who strolled around the complex with his sleeves rolled up, with a stern piercing look in his eye, looked as though he couldnt secure his own bowel movement the way he slalomed through the hotel. Upon close approach and slight interaction, i could envisage his bitterness for his job as i looked into the emptiness of Mandingo's eyes, or "Dingy", as he likes to be referred to as by his friends. If you are going to Kavos with intent to sexually mate, then Olympion Village is the place to be. My man Agamemnon allows you to take back ladies as long as you havent got on his bad side throughout the week. He made it very clear no other lads were to be brought back. I sensed a slight hint of homophobia but maybe the Greeks just dont appreciate swinging that way. It had no affect on us as we are not that way inclined of course. However, the cons to this is that you have to supply own contraception and the single bed is not big enough to mate aggressively and sufficiently in. Throughout the day, Spiros is like a bloodhound baying for young english blood, traipsing around the pool throwing his weight about threatening to tax us for consuming food and drink by the pool bought from the supermarket, even water. We felt as though the lord never advacated such tyranny, Spiros was told in no uncertain terms what we thought of this and he was quick to turn on his heel many a time, recalling his assertive tone from many nights before and exclaimed: "big problem". On our last day, after check out, one of our party realised he left 2 t shirts in the wardrobe. The receptionist who for whatever demented reason wore a vest under his white shirt, which was more visible than the beads of sweat trickling down Agamemnon's face, (and that takes some beating), was unwilling to check if they are still there. After much deliberation, he sent our good trusted pal up with a worker only to find they were not there. We came to the conclusion the maid had stolen the t shirts. This left a bitter taste in the mouth. Our thoughts of this lamentable behaviour was made in exclaimatories which were laden with profanities. The Greek people are clearly not as honourable and virtous as we originally thought. To summarise, the hotel was terrific in most parts and despite my criticisms being made in trenchant fashion, i would highly recomend a stay here, it is situated only a couple of minute walk from the bustling nightlife, however if you go further afield from the resort, you will see the parts of the island is rather insalubrious and many are living in nothing short of squalor. The rooms are adequate unless you want to go hell to leather with a female in which case in might be a good idea to push some beds together, great food and what more could you ask for than the deadly duo of Agamemnon and Mandingo, or as we now colloquially know him, "Dingy". Furthermore, i hope the hotelier invests in some air con for the lobby to make Agamemnon's night shift more comfortable for him. If this is not possible, allow me to make a recommendation for Agamemnon. And that is DriClor. The aluminium chloride tackles persperation and really does work wonders. A mere stroke of the roll on may leave a burning sensation over night, but once washed off in the morning, typically one does not perspire under the armpits for a lengthy period of time. However, in Agamemnon's case, it may need to be applied more diligently.

Me and my friends booked Olympian village for our first girls party holiday and had low expectations for the hotel. On arrival we did have to pay a 50 euro deposit each, as well as 10 euro tourist tax. We were also warned that if anything was broken there would be a charge. We stayed at the hotel half board and this was such a good decision , the food served was a full on 3 course meal off a menu with food to satisfy anyone. The food served was better than some expensive hotels I have been to before! The waiter Spiros was extremely friendly and attentive and made us feel at home at Olympian village throughout our weeks stay. The pool was a very decent size (biggest pool in kavos) and amazing temperature with many sunbeds around it so we didn’t have to rush to reserve them in the morning. The hotel was the perfect distance from the strip , it was a 5 min walk at most and you couldn’t hear the noise at night. The hotel was a nice contrast from the noisey dirty strip. I am happy we booked this hotel instead of quay side as this hotel seemed very dirty and rowdy. The hotel was full of groups of girls and boys between the age of 18-23 and had a nice community feel , throughout the week we got to know everyone and made friends we even went to the strip with. The hotel also gave us the option to leave our keys at reception so we wouldn’t lose them and security were constantly walking round at night making sure everything was okay. I cannot recommend this hotel enough to anyone , would tell anyone to come here !!!