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... and accessible by train.
So, let’s look at some maps, compliments of Google. If we zoom in we see a sheltered harbour with breakwaters, so I guess that means boats, and shoreline waves & winds.
Let’s zoom in a little more … Oh, there are some scalloped beach shapes near the town & the harbour. I wonder if those are sandy beaches. ...
... I got back in the car again. Because I didn't take any photo's today I thought I would share some of Dave's foodie snaps he has been taking. Mitch always wants to know what we have eaten when we are away, so Dave has been taking a photo of everything that we eat! It was driving me crazy at first, but now it's just funny. We are those stupid tourists taking photos of their dinner that we normally laugh at! So enjoy our many platters of mixed meat, cheese, cappuccino's and ...
... a gelato, a must on any day out and headed to the hills, literally. I knew the higher I got the more extreme the views would be, and I love extreme and walking so it was a win win for me, myself and I. I spent a full hour trecking almost horizontal to the world
up little cobblestone roads and steps and steps and steeppppppssss. Untill I finaly found a sweet ...
... we are staying and this is the place where my favouritest chocolate, Ferrero Rocher, this is one place we are definitely visiting. We have been very fortunate to have been invited to spend a few days with our friends Noosh and Jon, so here we are in the gorgeous Italian countryside soaking up the ambience of Italian country life. We are currently staying in a pretty little place called Perletto ...
... cliff side with a garden hose - I also saw Alassio written on the clif side and there it was, the little access road, the small winding road down to the beach. The road I ran bare foot to tell Anna to ring the fire brigade when our bus burned.
The camp site was gone. The access road was a private road with a gate. It was still amazing to stand there and look down on the beach I had loved so much as a kid. But I had places to go and things to do.