Hotel U Liamone
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... and yet all the while, like an adulteress, I could taste the ocean's salty aroma from thousands of kilometres away.
The Appertiser - The salty smell of ocean with the opening of a car door. Manly
The Entree - The gentle lull of waves, a sleepy lullaby at the end of a busy weekend. Shelly Beach.
The Main - a long wave carrying our willing bodies into the ...
olds cannot keep them maintained anymore. Sad really. During the Genoese
occupation here, it was the wealthiest area of Corsica.
Tomorrow evening, we take the boat to Toulon and when we
wake, we will be in mainland Europe, ready for the next leg.
Au revoir to you all, lovely family and friends. Mor mor and
morpa, Clare and Graeme PS. Have had email hassles and cannot consistently send pictures now
... even though all the tickets are pre sold, and the chances of getting in were slim. Sure enough one ticketing man got a couple of the fellows who were leaving, to go back in and get a pass out, and then passed it onto John. He got in to see the last 7 wickets fall, and was still beaming when he met me later. Wish I had gone with him, as the shopping was unsuccessful. Still I had fun. I had to laugh at 3 Muslim women with full hadjibs, only the eyes showing, taking a ...
... the pool, the beach and the shops. Now that I have some room and I'm able to put some things into the suitcase, I can't seem to find anything I really want to buy. Still it's nice to look around the shops. Thursday Today we hiked up to the little church, Notre dame de la Serra, on the peak of the range behind the beach. We got the directions from Google maps, but as there are no street signs on the roads near us, we had to guess, and three times ...
... that I can't remember the name of, through the forest and then back along the road. Then I set off to have a look at the shops while John went to the beach. However I had forgotten it was Sunday, and the shops were closed, so after walking the 3 kms into Bastia, I walked back and joined John at the beach. Thankfully he has bought an umbrella as it is really hot, about 34 degrees. This afternoon we rode our bikes to a different beach, and ...