Corsica, being French, has an abundance of beautiful little towns.
It would take a lifetime to explore them all, but we thought we’d tick another off our list.
Allow me to introduce you to Corte.
A cobbled little university town, perched on the edge of a Corsican mountain.
Silver May choker
Black and white dress
(Not the heavy cotton you think of when you see this print, in fact a light and twirl-able silk!)
Braided sandals // Similar basket
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Built in layers, there are hundreds of steps leading to little squares and shady spots to take a rest on your way up.
There are pastel coloured churches
and all sorts of other cool crepe…
We ducked in and out of the smattering of churches around the town, forever hunting that unmistakable scent, and relishing the cool quiet, away from the hot, busy streets.
The town is quite delightfully dishevelled.
A world away from the postcard perfect towns of Southern France, this place’s lived-in realness gives it an added charm and beauty.
And really who can get enough of blue painted shutters?!
We clambered up to the highest point, to see the citadel.
The birthplace of Napoleon’s big brother, a prison during WWI, and just the place for a spot of lunch.
After a lunch of Corsican specialities we headed down into the newer part of town for pudding.
Layered up in quite the array of Silver May jewellery!
Choker (coming soon) // Success sparkler
Stacked Love Bangles
Into the main square for homemade soft serve.
Melting under the summer sun, we set our sights on a cooling swim.
Driving out into the jaw droppingly beautiful Restonica Valley.
Winding through landscape that wouldn’t be out of place in Northern California, we sniffed out a pool for a dip.
You’ll find endless spots along this road, just choose a favourite and jump on in!
Much happier in the dappled shade of our natural pool.
There are moss covered rocks for climbing on, waterfalls to discover and huge hot rocks for baking on.
Pina colada print bikini
With nothing but the sound of babbling water and wind in the treetops, it’s just the place to spend a summer’s afternoon.
There’s more than a little magic in those waters.
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