Having Passed The
Towns Of Monaco, Menton, Ventimiglia, And Several Other Places Of
Less Consequence That Lie Along This Coast, We Turned The Point
Of St. Martin With A Favourable Breeze, And Might Have Proceeded
Twenty Miles Further Before Night:
But the women began to be
sick, as well as afraid at the roughness of the water; Mr. R
- Was
so discomposed, that he privately desired the patron to put
ashore at St. Remo, on pretence that we should not find a
tolerable auberge in any other place between this and Noli, which
was at the distance of forty miles. We accordingly landed, and
were conducted to the poste, which our gondeliere assured us was
the best auberge in the whole Riviera of Genoa. We ascended by a
dark, narrow, steep stair, into a kind of public room, with a
long table and benches, so dirty and miserable, that it would
disgrace the worst hedge ale-house in England. Not a soul
appeared to receive us. This is a ceremony one must not expect to
meet with in France; far less in Italy. Our patron going into the
kitchen, asked a servant if the company could have lodging in the
house; and was answered, "he could not tell: the patron was not
at home." When he desired to know where the patron was, the other
answered, "he was gone to take the air." E andato a passeggiare.
In the mean time, we were obliged to sit in the common room among
watermen and muleteers.
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