The Dramatic Search for Al

It's our last day in Seborga. We decided to seek out Al. He has been unseen, staying at a distance and braying from time to time. But where is he?

Our search began along the hillside below, directed in part by short conversations with locals who didn't speak English but who understood "hee-haw, hee-haw". Pictured below, Jose and Alcalde walk along a primitive Italian/Seborgan road:

After several false alarms, some encounters with the locals, conversations in donkey but no English, and some blind luck, we zeroed in on Via Cassete...and there he was!:

No doubt about it! It was Al! You could tell by the sheepish look and the partially hidden form, perfect for braying loudly from a distance. Al seems to withdraw and throw obnoxious criticisms at everyone instead of participating in the fun like everybody else. It's his nature, I guess.

Then we took one last cruise along the beautiful Mediterranean coastline and headed to San Remo for lunch.

Once again, Italian-Greek kebabs. Followed by gelato and a look at the sunny San Remo harbor. Then we cruised home for concluding ceremonies.

Once back home, the blogging team springs into action!