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TripAdvisor Reviews Camping Ripamare Lavagna
Travel Blogs from Lavagna
... they do not think twice about driving in outer lanes and a number of vehicles sweep past us at speeds that must be at least 150kms. Interestingly these speeding vehicles are almost always big black Audis and the occasional Merc. The Italian motorways also have no shoulder on the outside lane and due to the terrain, have a lot more corners. This can make passing on the outside lane at 130k quite interesting. The most spectacular part of our trip was the last hour or so leading ...
... glad that we are fit enough to enjoy this kind of holiday as we see others who are really struggling and agree that we should do all our adventure type travelling while we are young and healthy. This afternoon we took a boat trip from Levanto to Porto Venere, at the south end of the peninsula, and back. We stopped in Porto Venere for an hour, it reminded us of Santorini and Mykonos - a quaint tourist resort on the Mediterranean this time. ...
... the water listening to the waves splash around. Reminded us a lot of Greece as we got lost in our thoughts - 'we are really lucky to be here so enjoy this moment to the fullest'.
We’ve had an incredible 3 days here and someday we hope to come back, hopefully on a bigger budget :)
Now we’re on a train making our way to Siena. It’s going to be a long day as we need to make 3 train transfers to get there (budget travel is tough).
... a sweet spot in a sun chair in the shade up on the deck where i slumbered for most part of the journey. I forgot to bring my shoes from the garage deck. I thought that it should put on a show and wear shorts and my motorcycle boots around the boat, but I quickly changed my mind when I realized that my feet didn't like it as much as I did and got ****** of with me. Got a pair of flip flops. I arrived ...
... place where my mum was staying on holiday. It was OK, but having to repeatedly explain to everybody why I was sleeping outside took the magic out of it, not to mention the doubtful comments from people on the night in rained (that didn't deter me: I slept under a wooden tractor trailer instead). It's no longer fun, spontaneous and adventurous if too much thought and discussion occurs over it.
For Italy, I booked a night in Genoa and then another in Riomaggiore, but in ...