On yesterdays post, I should have said that the first sea day ended with a formal night. Elayne had made sure that my dinner suite was packed. I of made sure that I wasn’t paying attention to the packing and therefore forgot my bow-tie and braces. Luckily the ship-board shop had them, so that was at £35 a very expensive lax moment of attention to detail.
This next piece was written on Sunday 3rd Sep 23. I’ve kind of lost track off things. Did I write about Ajaccio yesterday? In which case why am I doing so today, or haven’t I yet written about the visit to Corsica’s capital? I’m inclined to think I may not have done. I’m going to do so, and if it’s repetition then so be it.
Publishing the post (that is in wordpress speak sending to the Internet) is intermittent. I am trying to be careful with mobile data as although we are covered in Europe, I am not confident that is strictly the case. So who knows when this will land on your screens.
We had no trips booked for Ajaccio, you can just get off the boat and a two minute walk puts you on the main square, hosting as it does a rather nice statue of Napoleon Bonaparte dressed as a Roman empower, which kind of sets the tone for the island.
In the town square we saw a small road train offering a town tour for €12, which by the end of the tour, we thought quite reasonable. We drove past another square hosting another rather grand statue of Napoleon, along with his four brothers. On then to the main feature of the day, a proper monument to Napoleon, with steps leading up to another magnificent statue. This time with Napoleon garbed in the uniform with which we are familiar and him with his left hand hidden in his waist coat (what was wrong with his hand that he did that? Or was it just for effect)?
We drove out to a headland passing villas belonging to famous peoples, coming back in to town we drove down the narrow street where the house in which Napoleon was borne. It is now a museum. The train then returned to its startling point.
Disembarking from the train, we walked back up to the square of Napoleon and his brothers, walked along a street of shops and then back to the ship where we were lazy beyond belief.
Bills Posts 