Sunday was our first full day in Corsica. By then we knew how beautiful it was, and how magical the sea and sun can be, especially at this time of year for Canadians.
We were invited to have lunch with Carolina - our landlady. She also runs the esso near the airport, and she and her friends always have lunch at this little seaside cafe near her gas station. we arrived before they did, and went walking on the beach. the water is mediterranean warm, and the sun was high and air temperature warm. it was a delightful place to walk and gaze.
Carolina and her friends arrived, and all sat at outdoor bistro tables, drank wine or beer, and ate french fries. Juniper really thought that was a good way to do lunch. only french fries, fresh from the fryer. She eventually decided it was time to go back to the beach and meet a little guy down there who would have been about 3. His father yelled at him from the cafe - in french - get her phone number, get her address, learn to chop wood ( all in what he called a Montreal accent).
we sat down at the tables for eating and ordered fish, caught by the owner earlier in the day, and squid. It was very tasty.
Then we headed south to Porticcio to see the beach there, and then north to les sanguineres, a road that took us to a Genoese tower high on the promontory. Many many of the locals were walking that trek that day. A surprising number of the smoke. Its quite a trek for those who are smokers I would think. Bob and I stayed behind, still a bit jet lagged from the trip.
on Monday we took the drive from hell to see les callanches - geologic formations which are unusual enough to warrant a UNESCO designation as a world heritage site. the road travelled along the edge of very steep inclines, was barely wide enough for two vehicles, and guard rails for the most part consisted of a single brick. The switch backs were scary - you were never sure if there was someone coming towards you. Clark did the driving, thank goodness. But the Callanches themselves were truly spectacular, and the sun angle on them was just right.
Then we headed south to Porticcio to see the beach there, and then north to les sanguineres, a road that took us to a Genoese tower high on the promontory. Many many of the locals were walking that trek that day. A surprising number of the smoke. Its quite a trek for those who are smokers I would think. Bob and I stayed behind, still a bit jet lagged from the trip.
on Monday we took the drive from hell to see les callanches - geologic formations which are unusual enough to warrant a UNESCO designation as a world heritage site. the road travelled along the edge of very steep inclines, was barely wide enough for two vehicles, and guard rails for the most part consisted of a single brick. The switch backs were scary - you were never sure if there was someone coming towards you. Clark did the driving, thank goodness. But the Callanches themselves were truly spectacular, and the sun angle on them was just right.
After that we traveled back roads to a secluded beach. and we all got our feet wet in the Mediterranean again. This time although the water was warm, the air temperature and wind force us to wear something warmer. But it was a delightful experience.
Not so delightful was the end of our drive home. the streets of Ajaccio were built long before cars were invented, and are very narrow. we arrived at rush hour, and the street to our apartment was blocked by a tow truck at the top, and we were stuck in stalled traffic for almost an hour, with cars squeezing past one another with just centimeters to spare.
On Tuesday we have our last day in Ajaccio before heading to Porto Vecchio on the east coast. More on that later
On Tuesday we have our last day in Ajaccio before heading to Porto Vecchio on the east coast. More on that later
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