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... so the duvet kept me warm, and that is all I remember as the motion of Milena rocked me to sleep. The next thing I knew, we had crossed into France, from ItLy, and Corsica was off in the distance. I went topside, and enjoyed the final hour of our voyage watching us approach the beautiful island of Corsica. The sails came down, and the us was lowering in the sky, as we mDe our way to anchorage, just outside of Macinagio, ...
... We were hoping to spend some time on the beach today either at Calvi or at one of the numerous beaches between our village and Calvi but the wind was blowing a gale. We went down to the beach at Calvi and got well and truly sand blasted. Nice touch, there is a train that goes to the beach - right to the beach. Not a stupid tourist train (and there are plenty of those!), a real train. How good is that? From there, a walk to the citadel, ...
Oh WOW. We have found heaven - think we'll stay. How absolutely gobsmackingly gorgeous can one place be??? We left Bonafacio this morning for what we thought would be a four hour drive up the east coast of the island, across a few mountains in the middle, to our next stop, L'ile Rouse, on the far west coast. Boy, it is spectacular! The drive was shorter than we thought, the roads were great, wide (!!), smooth and with little traffic. We saw a few crazy road signs - a man riding a cow ...
... interesting about settlement of the area, education and agricultral a hievemenfs.
Cold chicken and salad for dinner. Sitting around an outside table with an American couple from Florida and 18 cyclist from Holland who had done their 200km bike ride for the day.
Walked home from jen and graham's about 1km up the pitch black road and collapse into bed.
Did my blog, couldn't let my followers down.
... rocks, bushes etc to transverse.
Of course we were prepared NOT! It had been hot and sunny when we left.
It was cool, but ok until we got to the lac, 1770 metres above sea level and the breeze was not hot.
After checking out the shepherds hut, the temperature of the water and the dark clouds we decided to descend.
I was freezing in my polo shirt and shorts.
Hard yakka going down ...