James C. continues his birthday excursion in Italy. I’m guessing this above is the sandwich he described in this comment on his earlier VFYT from this trip:

Today I was just walking along the mountainous coast of Liguria, taking trails from village to village above almost impossibly blue water (they are reachable only by trail or boat). I stopped at a house in one village that had a little sign out front. The place was closed, but as I peeked in the window, a women opened the door. Would I want something to eat? she rattled out in Italian. Next thing I knew, she took me into her kitchen to pick out what I wanted. There was an old lady there (the woman’s mamma) and while we chatted together they made me a magnificent sandwich of hot and fresh focaccia, pesto, buffalo mozzarella, succulent tomatoes, and salami. The mamma wrapped it up in tin foil and sent me back on the trail, for a relative pittance.

This evening I just came back to the apartment I rented in Chiavari to pick up my baggage, and the friendly owner suddenly showed up with his mamma, who wanted to meet me. After another friendly chat, I barely made my train. But if I had missed it, nessun problema: it’s really hard to leave this place.

Italia, y’all! In the distance above, the town of Camogli. Here’s what it looks like up close:

About the image below, James writes:

Stella Maris…found this at the tip of a dramatic outcropping to implore Our Lady Star of the Sea to watch over the seafarers. God I love being in a catholic country