In 1992 I saw a documentary of
Camogli and decided to take my family there. Later that year, we watched the fishermen mending their nets, gazed in awe at the
trompe d'oeil and I made a secret vow to return there one day.
Well, it took me a while. My next visit was during my Enchanted April trip of 2005. I was a bit more fortunate with the 2006 trip, as I managed to stay there overnight before heading to Santa
Margherita. I made an afternoon visit to
Camogli from there and looked in some art galleries, watched more fishermen with their nets and sat for ages gazing at the fishing boats, the delectable painted houses and listened to the church bells peal.