Ajaccio is the largest city in corsica, as such it was rife with not only tourist places, but old man bars and coffee shops, boulangeries galore and other signs of a local population. I was hoping this meant that there would be lots of interesting bikes to look at. Sadly no. Most of the few visible commuters were riding crappy mountain bikes. There was a healthy roadie scene with a fair bit of vintage steel extant and a high end bike shop as well. Corsica is a mountainous riding paradise. The roads are twisty and go from sea level up to thousands of feet and apparently great MTB exists as well.
I only saw a few classic french city bikes, all mixties, most with nice rear panniers, most motobecanes with a few peugots thrown in for good measure.
Here is the best one I got on film:
Nice leather panniers and bonus points for riding with your kid.
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