Calvi, Corsica…Can it be?

Time to move on.  Get up at dawn, around 5:30am.  Put out the sails, turn on the motor, in that order and get around the North point to the West side.  A long day but worth every minute as we pull into Calvi (the picture of Jay Sea Dee is a keeper):

  

The citadel is actually home of the French Foreign Legion so not much going on.  We did find the pile of rubble that they claim was the home of Christopher Columbus,  who was born here 1450.  There is also a hotel, a square and a festival named after him.  You can’t blame them for being so proud of one of their own.  It really humbles us to be in places with such history.

 

We enjoyed walking around town.  Stopped for a drink at an outdoor cafe and got serenaded by an accordian player.  Now John insists I learn some Italian tune to play…have to work on that. 

Finally at sundown, we were sitting on Jay Sea Dee enjoying the scenery when the mountains surrounding us turned deep red and as quickly as it came, it was gone but it was breathtaking.  If you look closely you can see the snow on the top of the mountains…almost like home.