Gorbio

Well, this has certainly been a pretty quiet weekend. Too damn hot to do anything ;-). And then there is the upcoming trip to Mongolia, for which we actually decided to spend some time preparing the trip. But anyway, come Sunday, we figured it was about time to get off our backsides and do something.

The weather actually didn’t look very promising (for a change), but in spite of that we were hoping to do a walk near a pretty village near Nice called Gorbio. But as we arrived the clouds looked ominous enough for us to ditch the plan and just have a walk around the village instead. And a very pretty little corner of the world it is, with narrow cobble-stoned streets zigzagging between the traditional stone houses. It’s actually rather an old village – dating back to the 12th century (well, according to Wikipedia, anyway ;-), and belonged to Italy until it came under French rule together with Nice in 1860.

That was it for this weekend (I’m not going to say anything about the depressing Formula 1 race) – not much to tell, really ;-)