Things quietened down overnight and the next morning it was almost as if nothing had happened. The campsite people were moving washed-out pebbles from the wrong places and the tree surgeons still had their chainsaws out as we drove to Bastia. The ferry line-up was more orderly than it had been at Nice and we were almost at the front of the queue even though we arrived just an hour before sailing time. For the first time on the island, we met and talked to another British couple who happened to be in our queue. The vehicles are so tightly packed on the lower car deck that it proves quite hard to walk to the nearest door and stairs. It's a pure coincidence that it's the same ferry for this crossing to Toulon that we took to get to Bastia from Nice. Leaving La Corse is really tough because it has been a great trip and we've been here for well over three weeks. Although it's easily said, we will be back. This scenery and hospitality is easily accessible and in Eu...