After many a days sailing its time to unwind on shore. First things first though and a quick visit to the marina office to book another couple of nights as there is an iminant storm brewing. Then off for a coffee and onto the tourist spots. A visit to Napolean’s house and a trip along the old town walls  and then onto a theatre commissioned by Napaolean as his house was to small to accommodate one. Here are a couple of actors we bumped into rehearsing for their evening performance

After the show was over we visited a fantastic restaurant called the TEATRO run by a lovely English lady called Fiona and her husband Antonio. A scrumptious meal of seafood carpaccio and wild boar pasta, completed by a panna cotta dessert and coffee.

Here are just some of the photos from this most beautiful of towns. I wont write an explanation as a picture tells a thousand words.

We left with sadness but with new expectations and yet another world to visit.

We slipped line at 1245 and Paul gentle ease Arctura out of her berth and into the quite marina basin. Sails went up immediately and we had a cracking sail almost all the way to Elba. About 5 miles off the coast of Elba the wind died down, then picked up, then died down again and so we decided to engine into Portoferraio, Napoleans home in excite for a while.

We had to wait for our berth allocation and were then shown our new home, which we slipped into with perfect precision, crew working like a well oil machine.

The videos tell more of our story of arrival.

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