No sweat, no stress, no fuss – the tent was packed in about 5 minutes this morning – got it sussed. Today is Bastille Day in France, the second year in a row we have been here for France's most important holiday – my words and I've got no internet connection, so I can't verify what I've said is true.
Today we drove down to Ajaccio, where we're staying a night in the hotel. Like most drives in Corsica it's not too long or too fast. Back over our favourite Col de Lavezzo, through Corte and then over the Col de Vizzavona, which was spectacular. Up at over 1150 metres with huge mountains towering over us and a narrow windy road, with steep inclines and declines. Saw a number of cyclists, which made me think “mad buggers”, but good on them for doing it. We saw the downside of cycling tonight (15th July), but I'll come to that later.
A bit of a quiet day today, as we're in a hotel tonight and the Tour De France is on TV, so we kicked back and relaxed for the afternoon at the hotel and watched the 10 stage of the tour, that finished in Gap.
In the evening, we walked the 45 minutes into Ajaccio Centre along the waterfront, but it wasn't the nice Frank Kitts type waterfront and in several places we had to head overland to find the “track” that would take us into the centre of town. Not knowing Ajaccio and what it was like after dark, I was slightly concerned that by the time we returned home in the dark, that this part of the port could turn into an unlit dinjy crime zome. Not to worry though, we walked home in Milan at 1am in the morning, so this couldn't be too bad. I also decided that the cars parked around where we were walking we of such a quality that it seemed like a pretty reasonable area.
We finished dinner at about 10:30 and were starting our walk back, just as the sky came alive to the sight and sounds of the Bastille Day fireworks display over the harbour. Where do people go to watch a harbour fireworks display – the waters edge of course. Our route home had been transformed into party central (without the need to knock down any sheds) and our entire walk home we were doing our best to weave our way through the throngs of people of all ages who had congregated all along the harbourwalk to view the display. Phew, not such a bad part of town after all – we seemed to have dodged a bullet with that one.
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