Hotel Perla Rossa
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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.
... and the very
busy port, which is pumping with huge yachts and boats fresh from the Rivera…..good
to see once. We loved the west coast drive up to Porto, swimming as we
travelled and settling at a great camp spot by Porto, with access to beautiful
river for swimming. The red cliffs or Les Calanches are Piana have to be seen
to be believed. Filled us with awe.
From there we have travelled ...
... was a little hotter than we anticipated, making riding and hiking a bit of a challenge. Now we're off to London for a bit of shopping and maybe to see some of the second test, then we'll be home before we know it. Like most holidays, when it's almost over, you just want to get home, and that's about where we're at, too. Although we have spoken to the family, FaceTime and Skype, we can't wait to see them. Little Gus will be so much bigger, Zig will be almost ready ...
... of their own. The excesses of the rich and famous have to be seen to be believed. There was a dance/acrobatic group entertaining the crowd, and we watched in the town amphitheatre. We finished the evening off watching the lights come on around the bay with a couple of beers, from the vantage point of our roof top terrace. Wednesday Today was a beautiful day, 31 degrees, but there was a lovely breeze coming off the water, so we had a relaxing ...
... 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 ...