after lunch, did our urban hike along the passeggiata margherita, with its art nouveau facades and cafes and private beaches and shopping. love the feeling of a seaside resort in off-season with its thinly-filled promenade, touching-up for the summer crowd, locals pushing prams and old men in hours-long conversations, the rows of brightly-coloured deck chairs empty.
hunted down the ucb outlet but the selection was tiny. checked out the street fair but the stalls were closing. had a glimpse of the p b shelley memorial before heading back. almost ran out of gas on the way. stupid signs pointing left and right for the area servizio didn’t help. of course we picked the wrong one. good thing the other service area was just off the A1 exit.