This whole part of
the Italian Rivíera is incomparably charming.
In a large and deep gulf which opens before us we make out
Santa Margberita and then Rapallo, Chiavari. And farther away
Sestrí Levante.
Aftering veering, our yacht glides near the cliffs and suddenly,
past the promontory that we have just rounded, we catcb sight of a
bidden and almost undiscoverable bay thick whit pines, olive and
chestnut trees.
A little village, Portofino stretches like a crescent round this
peaceful basin...
(Guy de Maupassant) |