The Coast, but by train
May 20268 min read
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From Genoa to Ventimiglia at an easy pace, window down. An itinerary for those in no rush.
There was a time when a holiday was a ritual. You left in June, came back in September — with a few well-chosen things and no hurry to tell anyone about it. There were few photographs, fewer telegrams still.
It isn't nostalgia: it's a method. Choose less, choose better, then let time do the rest. The coast teaches exactly this, to anyone willing to listen.
"There's no hurry. We're on holiday."
The rest of this note is kept in the notebook at home. Club members will receive the following pages by post, as was once the custom.
