As soon as we arrive in Corsica, we see clouds- something I haven’t seen in any quantity for months.

After two days in calm anchorages, we arrived in the capital of Corsica (again), Ajaccio.

We only stayed one night, it was confusing, because every sort of adaptor for power and water is completely different, at least the quality of paths is a lot better.

In the harbour, we encountered a world famous boat, the Maltese Falcon, by miracle, and took lots of photos.

It uses square sails, but the mast actually rotates for ideal wind!

The next morning (I had to use something other than the next day), we picked up a few of our friends from Singapore, who moved to Switzerland when we left for Australia, and left with them.

I’d originally made plans to hide up the mast because my parents were planning to embarrass us, but before Ajaccio I hurt my toe and couldn’t.

I managed to swim though, and we spent most of our days swinging, playing chess, and just talking.

With them, we climbed up a few towers and lighthouses (even with the French quality of paths we still managed to end up in the middle of a bunch of bushes and spiky plants while climbing up to a tower.

The French towers are a lot better maintained, so I felt more comfortable climbing up the wall and in to the tower even if no one else could.

After dropping them back off in some other bay (I had to wake up at 5, but I went back to sleep), we left there and proceeded on along Corsica.