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 DAY 15    CINQUE TERRE

Hotel Punta Mesco

Hotel Punta Mesco

Stained glass mosaic in Riomaggiore tunnel

Stained glass mosaic in Riomaggiore tunnel

Riomaggiore

Riomaggiore

Snacking my way through the Cinque Terre

Snacking my way through the Cinque Terre

Street mosaic in Manarola

Street mosaic in Manarola

Mural in Manarola's tunnel

Mural in Manarola's tunnel

Look DOWN at boats in Manarola

Look DOWN at boats in Manarola

Look UP in Corniglia

Look UP in Corniglia

Had a gelato in Corniglia with view of Manarola

Had a gelato in Corniglia with view of Manarola

Vernazza skyline

Vernazza skyline

YIKES - someone just came under that

YIKES - someone just came under that

Had my focaccia with this Vernazza view

Had my focaccia with this Vernazza view

Santa Margherita Church in Vernazza

Santa Margherita Church in Vernazza

Monterosso al Mare beach

Monterosso al Mare beach

The other end of Monterosso al Mare

The other end of Monterosso al Mare

I had originally planned to take a boat excursion to explore the Cinque Terre, but since the sea did not look very inviting, I bought two train tickets instead: one to take me directly to Riomaggiore, and a second one good for six hours, so I could stop at each of the towns as I worked my way back to Monterosso.  I met a sweet little Italian grandma from Genoa while waiting at one of the train platforms, so I was glad that it worked out as it did.

 

Rather than stop for lunch, I snacked all day:  I had to try a small paper cone of assorted fried seafood in Riomaggiore, because I can't seem to pass up fresh seafood.  Manarola did not tempt me with food, but I did find a few small gifts for family.  Since it was my last full day in Italy, I had to have a gelato in Corniglia as I wandered up and down the streets.  Jesse had told us that the Cinque Terre was the best area to try focaccia, so in Vernazza I had a slice with onions while I took a break at the harbor.  The Santa Margherita Church was right next to the area where I had been sitting, so I went in for a moment.  It was not at all ornate, but a rather plain little church, very old, but still an active church serving it's original purpose - beautiful in it's own way.

 

I made it back to Monterosso just in time to browse in the local grocery store to see what they carried, and then I finally got all my postcards mailed at a little shop in town before they closed. The hotel hosted a Happy Hour for our group with a couple of wine choices and a nice assortment of  finger foods.  Hmm, which should I try?  maybe one of each?

​  Best of Europe 2015 by Nancy Berg

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