Here’s a view from our terrace, just a few minutes ago. Even though the weather is moody, the view is absolutely stunning every time!

And here is a shot, looking the other way.

I am happy just being here, watching the light change but there’s lots more to do.
We arrived here on Saturday afternoon and looked at 2 rooms at the Doria Park before we chose this one–#557. It is a little bit bigger and 10 euro more/ night but we like it very much.
Shortly after we settled in I got a welcome call from Megan. She is a total sweetheart. She and Luigi came by for a brief but lovely visit over prosecco on the veranda here at the hotel.
So it was Saturday night in a beach resort–the joint is jumpin’. We wander down to the harbor and find ourselves waiting for a table at La Conchiglia. Four beautiful men tourists from Milan are waiting with us and help us get a table. They also recommended we try the Apribocca di Massimo antipasto. So we do. That starts a series of about 9 little plates (thank goodness we were sharing). the first plate was swordfish carpaccio with olive oil and pink peppercorns. Ken is not so big on fish so I ate that one. Each little plate was an adventure–some more familiar than others. Ken ate the little cooked shrimp with diced tomatoes and I particularly loved the little fritter with an anchovy wrapper. There was also hot octopus, hot squid with an oddly herby broth, more and more. We each got a pasta dish, too neither of which thrilled us. What did, however was the Vermentino with the fish and the scene. Being under this loud tent with so many Italians–many families. Well, I just couldn’t wipe the grin off my face.
We didn’t finish dinner until about 11:00. I think we have really arrived.