Boat Tour

Today is our last day in Bonafacio. We decided togo on a boat tour. Harry was going to sit it out due to his back and that fact that he turns green on the jetty. It was 23 Euros each for about hour on the water in a glass bottom boat. Again, thank the lord it is still low season so the boat wasn’t too full. Just as everyone was boarding, Harry bought a ticket and hopped on board. FOMO (fear missing out) strikes again! We casted off and motored out of the inlet to the open sea. It was very calm and pleasant. The deckie gave running commentary in French. Must have been funny at times as the Frogs on board had a few chuckles. The captain took us into a few caves. Very skilful as it looked like a tight squeeze in one cave which had an opening in the roof that was in the shape of Corsica. The deckie burlied up to attract the fish to be viewed through the glass bottom. We also happen on a couple of dolphins which excited the others but hey, we can see those bastards off Kombana bay in Bunbury. I reckon Harry was a bit sea sick but he denied everything. Liar liar, pants on fire! It was a very pleasant hour and a half well spent.

We split up for lunch as Harry was hankering for crepes (or craps from his terrible Serbian accent) and Deb and I really did’t fancy having a crap. Back to the hacienda for the siesta. At first I thought that the idea of a siesta was dumb but after nearly 4 weeks in France, it may not be such a bad idea.

We discovered that the flight to Paris was going to involve a changeover in Nice and total travel time was at least 5 hours. Another stupid idea. So the ladies went online and we now have a direct flight to Paris, total flight time less than 2 hours. Much better idea.

The others decided to do the stairway to hell. Check out the photo. Dumb dumb dumb. Even dumber when we found out that you have to pay 2.5 Euro for the privilege of busting a coronary. They went down the steps and I found a cafe and had a drink waiting for them to return. Fucking stupid idea! When they returned, they were rewarded with a beer. Again, the Stocks and us split up for dinner. For some reason, Debbie was partial to sushi and we found the only sushi bar in town. Not cheap but tasty and did the job. The Stocks returned to the hotel for Salade Poulpe (Octopus salad). I had that last night and it was awesome.

Back in the room and packing for the flight to Paris tomorrow.