Corsica Day 5

On Thursday, Cora helped ensure that Tim and I didn’t miss the sunrise over the ocean, viewed from our apartment’s patio. After everyone else rose, we drove to a small town in the mountains (L’Ospedale) and a hike we’d read about to a waterfall. The hike was labeled “easy” and 45 minutes long. I, of course, didn’t go. But there was a nice bar nestled into the rocks at the trail head, where I enjoyed a cappuccino and a book. Three hours later, the group returned. Maya took a tumble and tweaked her knee very near the turnaround point of the hike. So the Piccos saw the waterfall, but the Juliens missed it. Tim carried Maya back out of the trail (though the injury turned out to be minor; she recovered fully in less than 24 hours) then went back to help Amy with the other three kids. Milena was a trouper, though, and made the entire out and back hike entirely on her own with little complaint (I hear). We had lunch at the bar then headed back towards our apartment.

We stopped by a butcher in Porto Vecchio for some meat for dinner, then fed the kids chicken legs, potatoes, and tomatoes for dinner. In the end, the grownups just snacked for dinner; we were too exhausted and hot to be all that worried about eating. Though the wine was great.