"On the whole I was much disappointed with all after Mentone, until I got to , but there the valley runs up between very noble mountains, now covered with snow, and the coast road afterwards is delicious — the precipices & galleries very grand indeed, & the water more like an imagination than a fact. Still, it was grander in most respects, in the storm, until a point about six miles before we got here, where sweeping out of a Gondo like gallery, you open the whole gulph of Genoa, with its grand hills, as far as — in the near bay — Genoa glittering on the opposite side of the gulph. The same view of Genoa is commanded from the port here, and I sat watching it, and, what I had never seen before, shoals of dolphins of large size bounding along the quiet swells of the sea. It gave me some new ideas altogether."