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... approaching from opposite direction, that in addition, to flattening yourself against the cliff, if you held your breath until they passed; it made the event safer and easier. We still thought we could do this. Then we started up “stairs” that were nothing but granite foot holds cut into the side of the cliff – 18 inches wide were a luxury. Are you getting this picture??
The steps were uneven – ranging ...
... alerting the entire coast to imminent attacks. The last major raid was in 1545.
All of these villages, except for Monterrosso, are built on steep hillsides - you are either walking uphill or downhill. Each has an old castle and cathedral. In the past, fishing was a major source of income and food. Centuries ago, the hillsides were terraced for farming, mostly for vineyards. These days tourism is the biggest industry leaving ...
... all the pain.
The following day we used our Cinque Terre travel card
pass to visit the glorious towns of Cinque Terre. From colourful
buildings, rocky beaches and blue oceans we saw them all. Beer
and gelato accompanied our sunset viewing everyday. Lidi took some
amazing shots that she cant wait to print off for our bathroom.
The next day we went swimming ...
... We hiked up giant flights of stairs and it felt like death the first 20 minutes! We were all huffing and buffing but it was so cool to by walking on these trails that have been there for years when civilization was only able to get to these towns either by boat or the hike. We all got a nice little workout in in the blistering 100 degree weather!
We progressed during the day through towns. Each site was literally breathtaking and hard to explain the ...
... Needless to say, we closed down the bar and the next morning was rough. Rachel and I had trouble keeping up with the crowds in the train station as we attempted carrying our suitcases up the stairs because we had the giggles. Dad was not amused. I can only imagine what the cute guy stuck in the train car with us thought of Rachel and I giggling until I cried and Mom thinking the hills we saw were the Alps.
We left at 9am on Saturday for the Leaning Tower of ...