A working anchor, an idyllic beach, and a beach ping pong game- I now redirect you to the title because I don’t like repetition…

The two bays between Bastia and Porto Veccio were both like that, and I filled my hours with much swimming and running after Kians miss-hits.

Porto Veccio was very crowded, had dodgy wifi, and great sights.

It is one of the major town in Corsica, so naturally, we rented a car and drove as far away as possible.

Cue the rest of the drive

And cue the next few nights

(Because I’m doing this blog over a 3 week time span- I can’t remember that far🤨)

Would you look at that we’re back in Bonifacio!

It’s Kians birthday, still can’t really remember that far, but I got him a Corsican multitool and a Porsche…

(He probably wants me to mention that it was a model he had to build and paint himself just so I don’t seem like that amazing of a brother)

But I am.

So there!

There were several nights in between Bonifacio and the start and end city- Propriano, and we had to make use of them.

We swam, swung, and ate lots of food, blissfully, until we sailed nostalgically, back in to the marina.