Wow, what a day! Seriously, Sestri-Levante, you’ve got me all kinds of messed up. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” Little did I know...
First off, I hit up Via XX Settembre for breakfast. I’m talking about the best focaccia ever. Like, I could swim in it. But then, I spill my cappuccino all over my shirt. Great start, huh? I’m standing there, looking like a total mess, and the barista just laughs. Thanks, dude. Real supportive.
After that, I decide to stroll down to the Bay of Silence. It’s beautiful, like postcard material. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and tries to steal my sandwich! I’m flailing my arms like a maniac, yelling, “Not today, bird!” People are staring. I’m like, “Yeah, I’m the crazy sandwich protector.”
Then I hit up the beach. The water’s cold, but I dive in anyway. I mean, it’s Sestri-Levante! You gotta swim, right? But I’m not a great swimmer. I’m splashing around, and this kid starts laughing at me. I’m like, “Kid, I’ll show you!” So, I try to do a cool dive. Spoiler alert: it was not cool. I belly-flopped. Ouch.
After my epic fail, I wander over to the old town. The narrow streets are so charming, but I get lost. Like, how do you even get lost in a small town? I end up on Via Garibaldi, and I’m just wandering around, looking for a gelato place. Finally find one, and it’s closed! Closed! I’m about to lose it.
But then, I see this cute little shop on Via Roma. They have the best lemon gelato. I’m talking about a flavor explosion! I’m so happy, I could cry. I sit on a bench, enjoying my gelato, and life feels perfect.
Then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my friend asking if I wanna go hiking. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, we head to the hills above Sestri. The view is insane! You can see the whole coastline. But the hike? Oh man, it’s brutal. I’m sweating buckets, and my legs are screaming.
We finally reach the top, and it’s worth it. The sunset is like a painting. I’m feeling all philosophical, like, “Life is beautiful, man.” But then, I trip on a rock and almost faceplant. Classic me, right?
On the way down, I’m still buzzing from the view. But then, I step in dog poop. Seriously? Who lets their dog poop on a hiking trail? I’m hopping around, trying to scrape it off my shoe. My friend is dying laughing. I’m like, “This is not funny!” But it kinda is.
Finally, we make it back to the town. I’m exhausted but happy. I grab dinner at a little trattoria on the waterfront. The seafood pasta is to die for. I’m shoveling it in, and I can’t even talk. Just pure bliss.
As I’m walking back, I can’t help but think about the day. It was a rollercoaster. From spilled coffee to seagull attacks, to epic hikes and dog poop. Sestri-Levante, you’ve got my heart. I’m definitely coming back. Just maybe with a better plan next time. Or at least a backup sandwich.