En Corse... Cont.

So I continue to hang out in Corsica doing almost nothing while Danny experiences wild adventures. I must admit that I am slightly jealous. Anyway, my dad was upset with my previous post because I didn't describe our physical surroundings at all so I'll do my best now. We are staying in this beautiful house with a swimming pool right on the Meditteranean Sea. We've been climbing along the rocks and swimming in the sea. Despite the water being quite deep, it is clear enough to see directly to the bottom. The town closest to us consists of about five buildings. There are a couple of restaurants, a clothing store, a hotel, a pharmacy, and a super market. Mountains surround everything and it really is rather stunning, in a simple and natural way.
Last night was the actual dinner party for my family friend and it was extremely entertaining to watch the upper echelons of french society slip into oblivion with the help of some wine. There was a dj playing some cheesy techno that all the adults danced to. To all my dancing buddies- I asked one of the young and cute girls to dance and we did but after a couple of spins she had to stop because she claimed to be too drunk. I'm not sure if I was being dodged or if the exclamation was genuine. I'd like to think it was the latter and she was giving me the eyes afterwards so I'm convinced she liked me. The French really do enjoy life and "carpe diem" (shout out- Astrid, if you're reading this). It's quite inspiring actually. Not much else to report, so keep on rocking and, if given the opportunity, go on an adventure... They tend to be worth it. I'm loving the comments,
Charlie