Tom’s boat was docking in Imperia for a few weeks and finally, he was given weekends off. it was a chance to see him at last. I flew into Nice, France took a tram across the city, and got on the train along the coast and all the way to Imperia.
This was in the middle of the summer, gorgeous weather and on the coast. I got an Airbnb apartment just 2 minutes from the where the boat was docked. It was about 5pm by the time I was checked in and reunited with Tommy but it was still hot and sunny so we headed straight down to a beach bar and had a swim and a few drinks while the sunset. That night we had dinner with the Bosun from Tom’s yacht and I had the best fresh mussel pasta, we then grabbed icecream and met with the captain and the rest of the crew for drinks.
It was over drinks that the captain suggested taking the tender (smaller boat used for watersports and fishing etc, still 12 metres!) out snorkelling the next day. Now, this is a big deal, crew jollies like this aren’t common and it was the first time this had been offered to Tom. Captain was incredibly generous and invited me along too so that day I got a full tour of the 45m Superyacht(!!) and a day snorkelling with the Captain, Tom and one of the stewardess’. The sea was a gorgeous turquoise and such a good temperature, it was an absolute dream of a day and I was so fortunate to have been invited. That evening we had drinks by the sea and a casual dinner in a tiny little restaurant with a set menu, it was a proper traditional home-cooked Italian meal.
We spent a lot of our time at the beach just enjoying being together and the sun, Imperia is a very small town and not touristy at all so the beach is the best place to be.
Imperia was lovely but it was so clear to me that I couldn’t have cared where we were but just being with Tommy was the best and the fresh pasta was to die for, my absolute fave!