Corsica is one of those places, where, if I could, I would visit year on year on year. It just has everything that I love - beautiful beaches and crystal clear water, hot weather, great food, and is French! My French is getting rustier by the day, so I always love an opportunity to try it out on unsuspecting locals...
We were incredibly lucky to go to Corsica and stay with good friends who were over in Europe from Australia. The villa they hired was absolutely gorgeous and in a beautiful location called Porticcio, not far from Ajaccio. We flew down to Marseilles, then picked up a rental car at the airport and got the ferry across to Ajaccio. It was pretty nerve-wracking to drive on the wrong side of the road for the first time, but after driving for a week on the hair bend corners of Corsica, with seriously crazy Corsican drivers, I know I'll be fine anywhere!
It was the most relaxing week - we just slept, ate, swam, and then slept, ate and swam some more! It was so much fun playing with our friends' daughters (two and four years' old) and we also went on two day trips, one to Corte, right up in the mountains in the middle of the island, and the other to Bonifacio, right down the bottom of the island.
Both were beautiful but Bonifacio was particularly breathtaking - one day when I'm rich and famous I think I could easily have a villa there! We could pop across to Sardinia for lunch even... I particularly liked the cemetery right on the tip of the island, as it had lots of little houses almost for each family and was so peaceful and tranquil to walk around.
It was also ridiculously hot, over 30 each day and lovely and dry. My New Zealand tan was topped up nicely! The memory of that will have to tide me over for quite some time though so I'm glad it was so good...
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We were incredibly lucky to go to Corsica and stay with good friends who were over in Europe from Australia. The villa they hired was absolutely gorgeous and in a beautiful location called Porticcio, not far from Ajaccio. We flew down to Marseilles, then picked up a rental car at the airport and got the ferry across to Ajaccio. It was pretty nerve-wracking to drive on the wrong side of the road for the first time, but after driving for a week on the hair bend corners of Corsica, with seriously crazy Corsican drivers, I know I'll be fine anywhere!
It was the most relaxing week - we just slept, ate, swam, and then slept, ate and swam some more! It was so much fun playing with our friends' daughters (two and four years' old) and we also went on two day trips, one to Corte, right up in the mountains in the middle of the island, and the other to Bonifacio, right down the bottom of the island.
Both were beautiful but Bonifacio was particularly breathtaking - one day when I'm rich and famous I think I could easily have a villa there! We could pop across to Sardinia for lunch even... I particularly liked the cemetery right on the tip of the island, as it had lots of little houses almost for each family and was so peaceful and tranquil to walk around.
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The blue, blue waters of Bonifacio |
It was also ridiculously hot, over 30 each day and lovely and dry. My New Zealand tan was topped up nicely! The memory of that will have to tide me over for quite some time though so I'm glad it was so good...
To see the rest of the photos click here.