22nd June

This time we didn't pay the park charges. There were still no buoys and no one came to bother us. We'd heard that Bonifacio in Corsica is worth visiting so me motored across the strait dividing it from Sardinia switching from Italian to French courtesy flags. The old town is perched on hollowed out cliffs facing out to sea. The harbour is down a narrow inlet which was teaming with manoeuvring boats, as well as a couple of superyachts. We reprovisioned and went into the old town to eat.