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Camogli
What is a honeymoon without water?
The romance of a great sea view with waves smacking
against rocks and the smell of the fresh salt air or the
peace and serenity of being surrounded by rippling lake
waters at the foot of majestic mountains. I chose the sea
for our first honeymoon treat.
The Ligurian coast between Genova
and Portovenere is our favorite seaside location in Italy
and as the train passed through the Cinque Terre, Sestri,
Chiavari and Rapallo to our final destination of Camogli
the sight of the small beaches, crashing waves, rocky
coastline and glistening water got our blood tingling. It
didn't hurt that it was a perfect day, blue sky, sun
shining brightly.
A quick walk downhill from the
station took us to the four star Cenobio
dei Dogi, originally an
aristocratic villa which served as a holiday center for
noble Genovese families. The rear of the hotel is
surrounded by a lovely park which is part of the property
and suitable for long strolls or hiking. The seaside is
breathtaking. Sitting on the east side of the town above
the sea and rocks, you are treated to a panoramic view of
this glorious fishing village with its large stony beach,
parish church and castle and, of course, the surrounding
sea and coastline.
One is immediately
struck by the houses of Camogli, tall, multicolored and
terraced up the side of the mountain. Conventional wisdom
is that the residents, seamen and fishermen used these
colored facades as points of reference when at sea. The
beach was full of tanned bodies enjoying the perfect
early Fall weather.
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We entered the property from the
rear garden area which is the main entrance. The lobby is
charming and welcoming. The property is comprised of two
buildings. The original villa sits behind the pool and
lounging area which is directly over the sea while the
newer building runs alongside the pool adjacent to the
coast. Front rooms with sea views in both buildings are,
naturally, the most desirable. The salt water pool and
lounging areas are well-maintained and very comfortable.
A staircase leads to a private beach below. There is a
large, beautifully-furnished bar and lounge area which
serves as the link between the two buildings while it's
location adjacent to the pool area ensures efficient bar
service at any time of day. We were pleased with our nice
size attractive accommodations with two large windows
overlooking the sea in the newer building. Let the
honeymoon begin!
After settling in,
we made our way to the pool area for some late afternoon
relaxation and were immediately confronted by gorgeous
tanned breasts. As a North American, my initial reaction
was shock but fortunately I had the good sense to put on
my best you've-seen-one-you've-seen-them-all attitude. As
a honeymoon treat, Linda offered me the lounge which
afforded the best view so that I could enjoy this simply
marvelous European custom.
Our half-board dinner started at 20:00
in the glass-enclosed dining room right over the sea.
Dusk was settling in so we were only able to enjoy the
view for a short while. We both started with a good size
caprese salad with anchovies but the tomatoes we re
disappointing and the mozzarella was a bit chewy. Linda
loved her buttered risotto with saffron flowers and
likewise the fritturina mista di mare, a lightly battered
and fried assortment of shrimp, squid and small fishes.
My sea bass was perfectly poached and served with boiled
potato and strips of fried eggplant. We both chose the
refreshing sherbet for dessert. Our chatty waiter,
Claudio, provided excellent service and entertainment.
Much later, as they say in those
romance novels, we fell asleep listening to the sounds of
the sea.
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The buffet breakfast in the dining
room with bright daylight all around us was pure delight.
The selection was excellent and it was easy to have a
leisurely meal while enjoying the sights of the sea and
the town.
We walked across the beach to the far side
of town to the port area to catch a boat to S. Margherita
where we hopped on another to Portofino, our first stop
of the day. It was a crystal clear day, great for viewing
the jagged, rocky coastline of the Portofino headland.
Neat coves and inlets with villas dotting the
mountainsides are a memorable sight. There was an
appreciative chorus of clicking cameras. When we pulled
into the Bay of Portofino, the clicking became fast and
furious.
The picture perfect small bay is
surrounded by green covered mountains which safeguard and
limit development. Houses and shops overlook thesemi-circular
harbor and the seaside village square and boats of all
sizes and types are docked around the periphery. As the
passengers disembarked, they quickly filled the
restaurants and shops. To escape the crowd, Lin and I
headed in the opposite direction and walked up the
mountain path to the Castle S. Giorgio to enjoy the
panoramic view from atop the promontory. Time permitting,
we would have liked to hike through this protected area
of the Regional Park of Portofino.
Returning to the harbor, we strolled around
until the boat arrived to take us back to S. Margherita
Ligure. As its neighbors Portofino and Rapallo, S.
Margherita has always catered to the rich and famous. The
large crescent-shape harbor was picturesquely filled with
boats. The long, lovely seaside promenade fronts the
length of the town. Because it is much larger than
Portofino, the visual impact is not as striking, but as
one walks the streets it is apparent that this is a very
special place with an abundance of wonderful shops and
restaurants. Although we did not indulge (we had a huge
breakfast), we found the most incredible looking tortes
we had ever seen. They are made in thirty inch diameter
pans and sold by weight. The selection was mouth-watering.
Just go to Dama, Via Palestro 34, with a good appetite
and please let us know if they taste as good as they look.
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Back at Camogli, we explored the
depth and breadth of this most charming place. Even
today, it is an active fishing village. Life is slow and
easy and it must be because the houses are built tiered
up the mountainside. Just reaching the first tier would
be challenging for the less than fit while daily life
would require trudging up and down, sapping energy even
from those most able. Life here hasn't changed much over
the decades, which makes it a rare, wonderful find. As a
visitor to Camogli one is spared the effort of ascending
beyond the level of the main street, shared by the train
station, shops and bars. From the beach to the port and
its picturesque square, Piazza Colombo, to the bright-colored
homes stacked on high and the tantalizing aroma of fresh
baked breads and pastries, this quaint fishing village
has something for honeymooners of any age.
Having skipped lunch, we opened the
dining room promptly at 20:00. Claudio greeted us with
his usual fanfare and exuberance. We met the head chef,
Emilio, a sweet man and his second in command, Gabriele,
who had spent some time in Toronto learning his craft.
Linda's lasagnette fresche della
casa al pesto was perfectly cooked lasagna noodles in a
marvelous pesto sauce. My minestrone was a rich mixture
of small pieces of assorted vegetables and pasta in a
thick vegetable puree delightfully seasoned, an
outstanding rendition of this classic.
After watching Linda enjoying the
fritturina mista di mare last night, I was looking
forward to the same treat tonight and I was not
disappointed with this Ligurian specialty. Linda's
piccatina di vitello al limone verde was perfection;
three slices of tender veal were lightly sauteed and
served simply in a reduction of the pan juices goosed
with fresh lime.
The good girl had fresh berries
with, oh yes, real whipped cream while the gorilla had a
superb version of black forest cake: two layers of light
chocolate cake filled with whipped cream and black
cherries and topped with chunks of dark chocolate,
surrounded by sliced fresh figs, peaches, kiwi and red
currants on a plate decorated with light coffee sauce.
Honeymooners need energy!
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We'd been planning to go to
Portovenere by boat today but discovered it makes that
run only on Thursdays and Sundays. Not a problem. Trains
run regularly to La Spezia and from there you can take a
bus to Portovenere. We left Camogli before 10:00 and were
in Portovenere three hours later. The waterfront and port
area dominate this picturesque 12th century hamlet with a
long, seaside row of tall colorful buildings, similar to
Camogli. One is naturally drawn along this seaside
promenade toward the rocky spur at the extreme end of the
promontory with the ancient church of S. Pietro. We
returned through the town via the narrow main shopping
street Via G. Capellini, tucked in behind and parallel to
the first layer of buildings. As all the shops were
closed for lunch and unexpected heavy rain arrived, we
ducked into a bakery and waited for the return bus while
enjoying pizza and spinach pie, sold by the slice.
Back at the hotel we had time
before dinner to get the latest news of the just-issued
Starr report, which gave us plenty of ammunition for a
lively dinner debate. Was this honeymoon going to end in
divorce? We agreed to disagree.
Our meal started perfectly with
spaghetti alle vongole veraci con peperoncino. The al
dente pasta was blended with fresh clams, garlic, olive
oil and chili peppers. Linda's tender veal cutlet, served
with luscious home fried potatoes and boiled carrots was
perfect and my poached local fresh fish, deboned table
side, was topped with a thin layer of fresh tomatoes and
served with assorted vegetables. Fresh berries and panna
won Linda's heart again while I had to have the house
cake of the day, which was nice, healthy fresh fruit in
boiled cream sandwiched between two layers of white cake
topped with panna and fresh fruit and yes, there were
chocolate sprinkles here and there.
We sat on the patio by the pool for
a while, enjoying the light cool sea breezes and looking
at the lights of the village. This was a perfect
honeymoon destination
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to
Genova or choose a city below
(1)
Rome
(2)
Chiusi
(3)
Firenze
(4) Camogli
(5)
Genova
(6)
Bellagio
(7)
Valle d'Aosta
(8)
Torino
(9)
Piemonte
(10)
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