To atone for my wayward ways last night I woke up really early and went for a hike up the mountain and along the cliffs of Bonifacio and down to the sea. It was so incredibly beautiful. I found caves and old ruins and I saw so many birds, the vegitation was so unique and the cliffs were absolutely breathtaking. It was sunny and pretty and peaceful and quiet and it made me feel so happy to be alive. I'll put some pictures up on the right...
Tuesday, 27 August 2013
Kay so last night I was just so happy to have my feet on the land and to see so many people, I got a bit carried away. I may have enjoyed the spoils of my bad judgement just a little too much. So, my friend brought some of the boys from her boat along, and they could speak ENGLISH (oleh) and they were so nicey nice looking and mmmhmmmm, but then... they opened their mouths. I preferred it when they didn't, really. So we're in Corsica, and where do they want to go for a drink? The Irish Pub (O'Briens, go figure) for a Guinness. Kill me now. They spend over half an hour trying to connect to the wifi. Then we decide to go for dinner, so what do we spend an hour traipsing around the old town looking for? An Indian take away. No, I'm not joking. I was so unimpressed. Anyways, they were still quite nice to look at and after months at sea it was nice to have some flirty man attention again, albeit just a little too much, what with the one using me to prop his drunk self up while he tried to lick my face, mmm yummy, just my cup of tea.
