Hotel Funtana Marina
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... Foreign in its rhythm and still all too familiar.
A week spent snorkelling, idly swimming, lying on rocks that warmed our hearts, staring without intent at a horizon vacant of white caps, admiring the super highway of yachts, collecting rocks that were abandoned at the end of the day.
Haute Corte. Forever in our hearts and forever grateful we will be.
... the forest gorges
to Evisa, famed for its chestnut forests and on to Cortes, in the central
mountain area. We camped at the foot of Gorge Restonica, but were unable to
take the van up the gorge, as it is too big, and the heat was so excessive,
walking to the lakes was out of the question for us. You know what they say
about ‘Mad dogs and Englishmen’! There
were a lot of walkers however, who ...
... to getting home. It's been a great holiday, one where we've done a variety of activities, seem some amazing sights, and met some really wonderful people. Of course they have all been invited to Australia, to visit us. I have an amazing travelling companion, who's happy to share these amazing experiences with me. Who else could you spend every day of 6 weeks together, share a suitcase, a bathroom and a bed with, and still love at the end of it. Until our next adventure, Glenda and ...
... and civilian dignitaries down from the old town through the Main Street. There were crowds lining either side of the street, and we clapped along with everyone else. After the parade we explored the old city, still the place of residence for a couple of thousand people. Then we joined the dinner crowd at the cafes and restaurants lining the foreshore. Huge cruisers, like the one Mike and Prue worked on had pulled into the harbour, and were a ...
... we went to the beach, went to the shops and swam in the pool, all the usual holiday things. Then this afternoon we rode the bikes on a circuitous route up into the hills behind us, through the little villages that the 20th and 21 st centuries seem to have forgotten, and then round the back, and down into Bastia. It was an incredible uphill ride, until we saw a guy running the same route, as us, and passed us as we stopped to take photos ...