Ile de Port Cros
/Oh Port Cros you have my heart. You smell like pine needles and sea salt and eucalyptus. You are splendid and, in mediterranean terms, unspoilt...
Read MoreOh Port Cros you have my heart. You smell like pine needles and sea salt and eucalyptus. You are splendid and, in mediterranean terms, unspoilt...
Read MoreIt is charming, both the walks and the villages. Each breathtaking path between villages is a rewardingly steep couple of hours in length. The train tracks, cut through the same cliffs you clamber over, run effortlessly along the line so you can walk as many sections as you care in a day and the train will deliver you back the way you came. Ideal.
Read MoreIt's a big blue watery road...