So this little town has its own national flag....
And has its own military police (not sure if there are only these two or more)....
And they've had an elected prince since 1963, who has purely symbolic functions.
It's a pretty little town with the arched passages that are so typical in this area.
And a couple of picturesque churches.
And the usual feline residents basking in the warm Ligurian sun.
On this particular Sunday, there was a memorial ceremony taking place for the fallen partisans of the World Wars. The men with the feathers in their hats were members of the Alpine military unit during the Second World War and after.
The town mayor presided over the ceremony. Yes, they have a prince AND a mayor, both of whom are quite young.
The view of the sea from the town is quite breathtaking.
And even if it is just a ploy, the spectacular views on the drive up the hairpin mountain curves to get there make it worth the trip. (That's Monaco on top of the hill closest to the sea.)
In the afternoon, Riccardo and I went to listen to a choir concert at a church in Bodighera. Marina was singing with this choir, and their performance of the Gabriel Faure' Requiem was excellent. In the evening, we enjoyed a wonderful dinner of fresh seafood at a seaside restaurant we had visited the last time I was here.
All in all, a perfectly lovely day in perfectly lovely Liguria.