Really getting into this relaxed village life.  We don’t have anything planned for today and I am reading a Wilber Smith novel, Birds of Prey.  A bit of sitting around on the Poop deck reading.  It is after noon before we head out.  I need to find a ATM machine.   I had spotted a Barclays Bank which was on our list of friendlies but it was not to be.  It refused and said the service I wanted, “Cash” was not available.  We ended up going to our French Bank which happily took care of our needs.

We stopped at a cafe for a Pesto Pasta and a coffee and then a beer.  Sat there reading our books for awhile before walking on through some of the poorer quiet areas of the city before heading back to the waterfront.  Sat under a tree for some more reading near a salt water swimming pool.  It looked like a pool for the better off.  Walked on and had a look at that sleak black yacht we had spotted from the water the day before, what a life for some.

More walking and a Roast Beef salad before returning to our lodgings with a bottle of wine.

Friday –  Our last day in Genoa, again not much planned and a storm promised.  Stephen had sent us pictures and video of the boys sledging and having fun in the snow on the Tataka hills.  There was a lot of it so a good storm must have passed through there.

Well the promised storm came to nought just a few drops of rain that almost dried as they hit the ground.  Went out and strolled around today as well.  Looked at a couple of palaces and a Peggy Guggenheim photo exhibition.  

Went up ascension (funicular) up to a high point and sat in a cool breeze with a couple of beers (Margaret was into the wines)

Without even trying tea cost us 50 Euros tonight.  We shared a Anchovey antipasti, I had a pasta and Margaret had fish & Chips and a caramel cream (like a brûlée).  I had a Beer, Margaret a wine.

Tomorrow we head for Switzerland.