Today was to be a rest day. Taking it easy Broadbent style involved a walk around St Florent, a visit to the Cathedral of Santa Maria Assunta, a drive on the radical hairpin roads back to Nonza where we went into St Julie Church. I haven’t made the sign of the cross, genuflected and said so many prayers in a very long time. We then walked down 600 steps to what we thought was a grey sandy beach only to arrive down there to find large dark grey pebbles. It is even harder to walk on pebbles than soft sand. We declined a swim as there was an old asbestos plant close by. People had cleverly written their messages in the sand with placing lighter pebbles on the dark ones. From the top it just looks like writing in the sand. We then had to climb back up the stairs, so much for an easy day. After a milkshake reward at the top we continued on to Bastia. We walked through the town, went to the citadelle, a couple of churches and the port. Communication is interesting, today I rebooked our hotel for tonight with no English, using signs and minimal conversation, since leaving La Grande Motte most menus are in French and very few people have much more English than “a little” which is what they say to you when you asked “Do you speak English”. Tammy we could do with having Tanika here as our translater. But we are managing. DB is leaving it up to me a lot of the time. I still say Thank you when I mean to say good bye, and Yes when I mean to say thank you, but I eventually get to the right word and give them a laugh along the way. Well it was almost a rest day, we arrived at our hotel for the night and it was till daylight. A first since La Grande Motte.