Here’s what we did yesterday though: lunch in Italy. We’re only two train stops from Ventimiglia.
Leo was tired and sore from lots of walking, so he stayed home. Simon and Mark and I went, and wandered purposefully until we found a restaurant that was already open at 11:30 and had both pasta and pizza.
Began with fries for Simon and a carpaccio of three fish. It was supposed to be tuna, smoked salmon, and swordfish, but they gave us a thinly sliced terrine of octopus instead of swordfish. I had to practice liking the tentacles. But the fish was good.
Trofie alla genovese for me: pesto, potatoes, haricots. Also two glasses of chilled white wine.
A trouty sort of fish for Mark. Perfectly chargrilled.
Simon filled up on fries so Mark ate some of his pizza and then we got a box.
After this Simon was completely exhausted so we got back on the train and returned to the apartment without even getting gelato.
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