Today is a special day, as it’s the last day. I said goodbye to Cheryl and saw her off on the metro to the train station, where she headed for Milan. Ciao, Cheryl! Ciao! On my own, I found a focaccia booth on Piazza de Ferrari where they were selling focaccia as a cancer
Month: April 2014
Early this morning I left the apartment to find some breakfast goodies. The raspy sound of heavy metal rang through the air as shop after shop opened for business. The decaying elegance of this nearby shop, which restores furniture, typifies Genova’s historic center. We are staying in an apartment facing Piazza San Matteo,
On our last day in Zoagli, I decided to visit the “other” tessitura, silk weaving workshop. I could not remember which place Dott. Canevaro had said still produced authentic hand-woven silk, so I took the trouble to walk up the via Aurelia in the rain to visit the Tessitura Artigiana Gaggioli. Right away I could
Today the sea pounded the shore of Zoagli in the early morning rain. We made sure to take umbrellas on our excursion to Camposasco. Maurizio picked us up in the Zoagli piazza, then we headed for Bocca di Leivi, which in Genovese means the “spine of Leivi,” a crest on the mountains across a
Today we took it easy and sat out on the sunny terrace for the morning. It felt good to take a break with several cups of coffee from our ez-o-matic. In the afternoon we took off on foot to find one or both of the silk workshops here in Zoagli. This part of the Ligurian
Today, April 25th, is a public holiday in Italy, National Liberation Day. It celebrates the end of World War II and the end of fascism in Italy. We had found a bike ride that passed by some of the sites of partisan resistance. It looked like a great way to participate in the holiday, at
Life has its ups and downs, and today it took a downhill turn. This vacation couldn’t stay heavenly forever. The wheel of fortune keeps turning. But first we had a lovely breakfast sitting outside at Canepa’s 1863. All was going well. We walked up to via Panettiera to deliver some gifts to our relatives Patrizia
After a leisurely breakfast, we decided to take a ferry to the Abbazia di San Fruttuoso, an abbey in a small cove on the rugged Portofino peninsula that can only be reached on foot or by boat The weather was blissfully mild, and the sea calm. On the way the boat stopped at Santa Margherita
No more schedules. No more rigid regimes. We are on our own, and left the flat about 9am to find some breakfast. Not far from the flat we found Canepa 1862, a cafe and pasticceria in business since 1862. A very good start to the day with coffee and delicate pastries. But wait, there’s more.
The last half of Day19 was spent in transit: a plane from Palermo to Genova, bus from Genova airport to Genova train station, train to Rapallo. A couple of incidents: Volotea Airlines is a cheap-o airlines that charges for every little thing, It allows only one carry-on that must fit within a metal rectangle.