1973.
Unmarried at the time (in between marriages) I went to Alassio in Northern
Italy with mate Jim Rush. Thirty odd years on (now forty odd) I think
"Why Alassio?". Who's heard of Alassio? (that's not a serious
question but, today, it's not exactly at the top of everyone's holiday
list). Actually, it was pretty good. Italy is a fabulous country and
the people are nice and friendly (in my experience). It was not too
far from the French border and we had, among other trips, my first visit
to Monte Carlo which was, of course, magical.
I also remember a trip to Ventimiglia (twenty miles, I think that refers
to the distance from the French border in Napoleon's day). Edna and
I visited Ventimiglia again on our holiday in the South
of France on the wonderful railway line that runs from Italy along
the south coast of France.
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