Can you imagine? A warm sunny day in Portofino, looking out in stunned silence at the beauty of the Ligurian Sea. And now, eighteen years later, I look at the photos as I finally upload them onto my digital files, and stare again in stunned silence that I ever stood there looking out at these scenes with my own eyes.
I had walked up a path from the piazetta towards a castle/fortress museum, looking out, lingering along the guardrail looking down as a motorboat pulled up, and a long distance flirtation began with hand waves and shouts in Italian from the guy on board… that I didn’t understand. Ah, the stuff of novels. You can bet I’ve remembered this over the years with a smile. But I digress, I had walked up from the little center of town, the piazetta, that scene you see in all the travel guides
Picture perfect it is.
A whole day spent here walking all over, eating gelato and I don’t remember anything else.
All the important scenes and memories of this Italian paradise etched in my mind.
Such beauty in this world to remember.