We spent our whole day marveling over the dramatic landscapes of the most southern tip of Corsica. No plans were made, just walking where the wind took us, and stopping where our eyes wandered. These are the joys of being free, and Bonifacio was a place to feel just that.
The view driving into Bonifacio
We looked down from the top of a cliff and found these stairs…
and started climbing down the steps in our sandals
We found out later on our boat trip that the crack in the cliff was the stairs
and the view from the bottom made my knees shake
deep breathing from our hike back up those steps