Tuesday, September 09, 2025

Rapallo log 6 - random notes


  • When exiting the hotel, one can either turn left, to the promenade, or right, to the cable car. There's a pedestrian crossing immediately to the right of the hotel, and every time I cross it, I am reminded of the film 'Local Hero': each time that Mac leaves the hotel, a motorbike comes past and nearly knocks him down. There are many motorcyclists in Rapallo.
  • There is nothing to beat the feeling at about 6:30 pm, when the air is full of the tang of either the sea or lightly fried fish. Everyone comes out at that hour and walks the promenade.
  • Yesterday morning there was a family of ducks bobbing about in the sea next to the castle. This morning my wife spotted a dolphin slightly further out, but parallel to our terrace.
  • Today was one of those "four seasons in a day" days. In the morning, there was a thunderstorm with several flashes of lightning. After the rain stopped, there was an intermediate stage of being warm but humid, and by 2 pm, the sun had come out and the clouds had disappeared.
  • We went to Santa Margherita Ligure this morning (in the rain) by ferry. The idea was to track down one of the places that supposedly sell the chocolate that I'm looking for. At first, we simply wandered around, enjoying the views. My wife wanted to stop at a sea-side café, but I thought that it was too early for morning tea. So we continued walking, and every now and then I tried to figure out how close we were to the desired location. When we couldn't find it, we had to resort to asking people in the street. I was walking down one street when suddenly I noticed its name - it was, of course, the street that I was looking for. The actual street number was that of a bar - the name matched what was written down.
  • I think that the waiter said that there were more free tables 'on the other side', so we walked through the café, only to discover that 'the other side' was the seaside café that we had seen before! After refreshments, I paid and asked the girl at the counter whether they sold the chocolate. No, she replied, but there is a shop around the corner that should have it. She wrote the name of the shop on my receipt, Seghe220. 
  • I walked around all the streets where we had been before, this time looking for Seghe220, but with no luck. I stopped outside a big shop that was selling many kinds of chocolates, wines, etc. The name of the shop was Seghezzo, not Sehre220, but even so, I thought that I would take a look around. Then it struck me: I had misread 'zzo' as '220' (it looks the same in handwriting) and so I was outside the shop that the waitress had recommended. Needless to say, they did not stock the chocolate.
  • Back in Rapallo, we had lunch at one of the small restaurants hidden in the historic quarter. I asked for a pizza bianca tonno e cipalle (onion and tuna pizza) but that it be a 'white pizza', without the tomato sauce. This was delicious and too much, so some pieces we had wrapped up and we'll have them for supper.




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