Ajaccio is famous for being Napoleons birthplace, but biking big cities is no fun so we bypassed it - as much as possible because we still had to ride though the outskirt. I got into discussions with several very aggressive drivers squeezing, yelling and honking at me - it's a strange mentality. How many times in life does a bicyclist like me get in their way? And considering how much time most people waste on tv, social media, etc., the 10-15 seconds I slowed them down, can't be very problematic... | |||||