San Remo - or Sanremo, as the Italians prefer - is a small city located on the coast, just a few kilometers from the French border. You might think that, because of the beach, the city would be dominated by tourists. Well, that’s not the case, because the Italians themselves are in the majority. Everywhere you go you hear the beautiful Italian language – which I absolutely cannot understand – and the sounds of scooters rushing by.
But what makes San Remo so beautiful, is the way the city has been built. Because the city was built on a hillside back in the Middle Ages, the floor plan is like a maze of small hidden colorful alleys, which you can only reach by foot. The maze is the strongest in the old district called La Pigna - where you’ll also see old little Italian ladies wondering around with their baskets filled with local products, which they’ve just bought in the market hall in the center of the city. Anyway, it’s like you’ve stepped inside a painting.
While we were on our way to the beach, we walked through the old district. I was wearing an embroidered white dress with summer sandals and my beach basket.