“The world is beautiful if you know how to look at it.” My tour guide Lola is reciting a Corsican proverb as we stand on the edge of a granite peak and peer out at the jewel-blue Tyrrhenian Sea. Honeyed-stone homes hang dramatically over the cliff’s edge, swallowed in scale by the ocean below, and I can’t help but wonder if the old adage has its limitations. “U mondu he bellu basta a sapellu piglia” suggests we simply open our eyes wider to appreciate the beauty all…

