I did my usual early coffee/journal thing at 6:30, and by 10, all of us were ready to leave for our drive to Portofino. There were some clouds and sprinkles when we first arrived, so we headed up to the beautiful Splendido Hotel for some coffee, and a brief visit.
As we sipped our coffee, the sun came out.
The views from there are hard to top.
I actually stayed at the Splendido one night in 1987. I believe the nightly rate THEN was over $700. Now it is almost double that. The hotel was full. How are there that many people who can afford those prices? We observed some of the guests enjoying the terrace. One couple, who appeared in their 30s looked like they walked off a magazine cover. Her face and body were flawless. His jeans probably cost more than I could sell my car for. It is interesting to think about. Are they happier? I am sure they are not. They may have more money to throw at trying to be happy, or more resources to distract themselves from problems, but money does not buy happiness.
I have a healthy sense of entitlement. I could be quite happy with the lovely room,
the infinity pool, and the room service on my private terrace. I deserve all of that. But what I can afford (barely) is the run down, paint peeling Doria Park room with the tiny shower, exposed wires in the hallway, and no shuttle to take my lard ass down to town. I am quite happy. I am healthy, I am well-loved, and I am in Italy.
We drove into town, parked, and shopped for about 45 minutes, then met for lunch at La Stella. Fiona, Brad and I loved our meal, but Steve was disappointed. He ordered pesto lasagna. He pictured a layered square of pasta, pesto and sauce or cheese.
He GOT lasagna noodles and pesto. (I guess the key was it didn't say "al forno".)
Fiona loved her seafood spaghetti.
Brad raved about his "Spaghetti Popo" (sliced garlic fried with tomatoes).
I really enjoyed my tagliarini with noci sauce.
We walked around after lunch. Steve and Brad checked out the private yachts, Fiona and I admired the buildings, and the sculpture park.
We left Portofino in late afternoon, and stopped in Tellaro for beautiful beach views on the way home. After some time for napping, reading, and freshening up for dinner, we met at 8, and had pasta carbonara at Trattoria Luisa. It was not a momentous meal. After a latte, we walked back up the hill for some internet time before bed.