OK, so this hotel is small. It reminds me of the Who's Line Is It Anyway skit, where one person had to be standing, one sitting and one lying down. If we're both awake, then only one person can be standing in the bedroom. I realised this today, as I bounded across the bed, as it was the only way I was going to get to the other side of the hotel room. Never mind, it has a bed you don't have to get on your knees to get onto, our own private shower and airconditioning, so who's complaining.
The morning started with a very lengthy walk down to the main part of town, followed by a longer walk to the port accompanied by a large bottle of water. Lucky we had that because the weather was yet again sweltering. Porto Vecchio has yet another fine harbour, full of very expensive boats but this time, there was no good restaurants near the port, as they are all up in the town at the top of a very steep hill with all the expensive shops. Shame that, because we were now at the bottom of the hill in the heat of the day and the road up the hill offered virtually no shade. Never mind, it was only about a 1 kilometre walk, about half of which was up a very steep hill. Lots of cars passed us as we made our slow progress up the hill, but fortunately when we got to the town wall all the cars were stuck in a traffic jam through the one way streets of the town, so we passed them all back again. We did a walk around the town before settling on lunch in one of the terraced restaurants at the top of the cliff that looks out over the boat harbour.
The heat of the afternoon was spent in the luxury of our airconditioned hotel room watching a stage of the Tour de France, before venturing out later in the evening for dinner.
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