We decided to go on an extended weekend in Corsica. It's not far, only about an hour and a half plane ride from Paris, it has mountains, and 1,000km of coastline (around 620 miles). Hello... Hiking and beaches = paradise for this 'Parisian'!
It's been occupied since before time -really- since BCE and hence has changed hands umpteen times. Normally, you would expect fish on every restaurant menu on an island in the middle of the Mediterranean sea, but since the locals wanted nothing to do with these changes in allegiance, they took to the hills and learned how to live off the land not the sea. Fortunately for all of us, they stayed there, and to this day make fantastic cheeses and charcuterie.
|Vince's charcuterie and cheese plate.|
|Lunch at the Kissing Pigs Restaurant.|
|Deserted beach with a rusted out car. Only accessible via boat or a one hour hike.|