Here goes the second portion of Corsican diaries. Not documented: the amounts of Cheese eaten by moi. Already trying to plan the next Escape. Would love to go to a Mediterranean road trip, visiting old Spanish villages and Italian vineyards, going way up in the mountains just to rush back to the seaside, swim until the lips turn blue, absorb hot summer air, have a never-ending food fiesta filled with mmmmyummm and ohitssosogoodyohavetotrythis. But for now, will enjoy being back in Paris, drinking coffee on lazy Sundays and rosé on enchanting Fridays, because this city was being missed.
What will be your summer Escape?