Flying to Corsica

As I fly over it, I note the vivid blue-green colour of the water as it glistens in the midday sun. This is not the Mediterranean as I approach Corsica but the English Channel shortly after leaving from London City airport. It’s amazing how the sun enhances even the most seemingly mundane scenes.

It’s three hours and a change of plane in Paris before I see Corsica for real. In fact it was cloudy and only visible for the last few minutes of the descent. First impressions: very hilly, mountainous even. The cream houses scattered near the coast are attractive and give the impression of a place that is in the south of France or Tuscany.

As I walk much of the Mare a Mare Nord path I discover that it has a character of its own. Starting near the Corsican capital, Ajoccio, I take the train up to Corte and walk much of the route over to the west coast at Porto. For an island of its size, Corsica’s landscape is amazingly varied and beautiful.

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2 responses to “Corsica”

  1. Hi! May I ask you when did you do your journey?

  2. Thanks for reading! I flew out to Corsica on 5th October this year and returned on the 13th. Turns out that it was a beautiful time to go — just the right temperature for walking. If only all the restaurants had been open…