I don’t have any exotic travel plans for 2014 so instead I’m living vicariously through past trips. One of my all-time-favorite escapades was when I went to a city called Bonifacio in Corsica, a French island. It was such a magical vacation that it seems like a distant dream. This is a view of the harbor were most of the restaurants and hotels are.
You may know the name Corsica as the birthplace of Napoleon. Beats me why this gorgeous island wasn’t enough and he had to go and try to conquer the rest of the world… Although a part of France, Corsica is very close to Italy. From Bonifacio, the southernmost point of Corsica, you can see the Italian island of Sardinia. This makes the island a wonderful blend of French and Italian — two of my favorite cultures and ones that are near and dear to my heart.
At the time I was living in Rennes, France and I had made up my mind that somehow I would get to Corsica. I was dead set on making it to Bonifacio which was the least touristy, the cheapest and, of course, the hardest to get to. Four friends and I (later joined by two others) finally made it down there by train, plane, roadside bus, and taxi (the last bus wasn’t running that season) to our tiny town.
I found a three story house to rent right on the cliff with a view of Sardinia. The part of town is the Citadel and was built in the 9th century. The view was breathtaking. Here’s a picture looking back at the Citadel and cliff houses.
The beach nearest to us was down a steep flight of stairs cut into the cliff outside the Citadel. It was rocky but still spectacular.
One day we hiked east from Bonifacio to find the picturesque Mediterranean beaches near the Lavezzi Islands.
I could go on and on with stories but I’ll leave you with one last photo that I hope will send you into daydream bliss.
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