Day 14: Genova/Porto Pidocchio
Sailing the 53 ft yacht to Pidocchio. Whole town inaccessable by car , built by monkeys (we think he meant donkeys). Bennie and Fausto are friends that met at Bennies tavern Zaccaria). They share their dream of sailing around the world. (Fausto may not make it if the pigmented lesion is melanoma and not a BCC). We ate fish heads on top of the world.... Joe orders anchovies 3 ways.....(166eu). We swim back to the boat after tide pooling and being attacked in water by a german shepherd. FAbulous cliff diving pictured below LOL!!!
At La Mandragola restaurant we eat saffron pasta with short noodles trofie with saffron and ham and potatoes for Joe. Tom has spinach gnocietti with a side of ham dropped from the balcony above 20 stories up when some one shakes table cloth out the window. ..... Mama has a variety of tortes with cheese and mojito with tabasco from bennie’s bar. Mamma feeds dog under the table.
We confirmed Karen has cross cultural dog sense...and that
tom cannot handle any wine in any way shape or form -- he sleeps on
entire return trip. I lost my sunglasses in the porto antico ....
Bennie then invites us to explore the Tavern including the inner
caverns of the cave in a building built inside the remains of other
buildings and walls from castles over the thousands of years.
(Grandfathered before codes violations existed.) He shows us the
underground dungeon with a weird crypt like swimming bathhouse where
they have rage parties in winter????? very strange and medieval .
1100’s
Pasta genovese for tomas....very different from erins on the beach earlier today. (166 euros in podicchio, 56 eu in old town, free drinks from the tavern.
We sleep on a boat by vrbo: 150 eu/night, 250 eu for excursion to Podicchio. Everyone sleeps well on boat. It was hot an humid -- all portals and hatches are open but no breeze. The Genoa harbor is rocking at night - great blues band. Erin sleeps on deck and under the stars and has best sleep of life.
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