Corsica - L'ile de Beaute
Trip Start Sep 06, 2005
16Trip End Dec 05, 2005
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a) Corsicans hate the French because the French refuse to understand the culture of Corsica and want it to just become like the rest of France
b) Americans smile a lot and more people should do that
c) In Europe, it's easy to run away from your problems since you can always escape to another country
d) Corsicans hate chains, and when McDonalds tried to establish there they were destroyed (not sure if this means literally or economically) so there are no fast food chains in Corsica
Thursday we slept in late and then walked along the beaches of Calvi collecting seashells. After a quick lunch we walked along a trail that hugs the coastline and had magnificent views of rocky shores and grassy hills (8). We caught the afternoon train to Ile Rousse, 40 minutes away, which has a massive rock island thing topped with a Genoese watchtower. Way cooler than I'm making it sound right now (8). We had another wonderful sunset, with as usual, no one around, and then walked around the cute little downtown area where we had an great dinner of, one of my favorites, moules (mussels)
Friday we got the morning train back to Bastia and were treated to another three hour tour of the amazing landscapes of Corsica and the quirky personalities of the train and its conductors. We went walking around Bastia in the afternoon, which is bigger than Calvi but still a really small city. Watched another sunset, this time from the Citadel in Bastia (we think all the cities in Corsica have citadels overlooking the sea) and then had a fantastic dinner at a traditional Corsican place. We split lamb and cannelloni with brocciu cheese, and of course, had another digestif, this one the strongest of them all. We got to have Corsican wine, which we both liked a lot, and lots of good bread.
Saturday, we were both sad to leave Corsica. Never before have I encountered such a great mix of beautiful scenery and interesting culture. We were even sadder to leave when there were huge waves during our boat trip back and we felt kind of sick. By the time we got to Nice, the waves were out of control (8)...the weather was mysteriously nice, it was just a really strong wind that caused them. Occasionally the water would spray up to the promenade that walks along the shore in Nice and that is a good 30 feet above sea level, dousing unsuspecting passers-by. I was happy to discover a gelato place that was open so I treated myself before getting the train back to Paris. Kate headed off to Italy for a few days, but I'm ready to go home I think, at least for Christmastime.
You will note I've not given out any 10s. I hesitate because there are many things I still have to see in the world, so I want to keep the spot open (kind of like the judges in gymnastics).