The peace and tranquility of that evening was a perfect end to what had been a fabulous couple of days in a great location,but given we were in Italy, more food was on the cards. For our last meal, we were joined by pretty much all of the marina staff, some 20 of us flooded the restaurant and were all seated together. The locals and the restaurant staff all knew each other very well and greeted each other with smiles and laughter, it goes back to the whole family orientated feel of the town.
I sat next to a very, very italian man that night who tried his best to explain the array of fish that lay in front of me. I tried to explain that I wasn’t a fan, but I think that got lost in translation as he pushed me to try some tuna heart. I must say, I’m glad he did, even though I still have a gastly taste in my mouth now, I’m happy I tried something and didn’t offend an italian gentleman who was much larger than I.
That was the end of our trip really. We got to sleep that night, failed to set an alarm, woke up 10 minutes before our ferry and had to sprint to the port at 7:30am. We had no key for the marina gate, so had to squeeze through a tiny hole to get out. Anyway, we made the ferry and thus the flight. All’s well that ends well.