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... and much much shorter, and I think the downwards journey was longer - though the ground on the descent was a bit more treacherous. The sky was threatening rain all day but luckily for us it waited until we were safely at Manarola. I would not like to be caught up the top when a storm hits - there is no shelter, and coming down is scary enough when its dry!
Manarola is my favourite town for the 5. I would recommend ...
... br> brazen it out with the ticket holders as they arrived. One poor chap
was told he was in the wrong carriage and he was about 15 minutes
before he came back, struggling with his bags, to claim his seat.
My apartment in SML is not so easy to
find. Elena, my host, is not in today but she guided me through the
streets by phone, putting codes in at the gates and finding the
planted key. The flat itself is very ...
... many small, crowded beach areas, flat rock outcrops full of people, huge villas and hotels and houses gripping the cliffs. There was a lot of stairs carved out of the rocks from homes hundreds of meters above water level which would give them access to the sea. Quite a few had inclinators which would be an absolute necessity. There were small towns nestled in these valleys between the cliffs that were a hive of activity. There were people out canoeing and diving ...
... got a taxi back about 12.30 and arrived into SM, where the biggest party was going on. Thousands of people walking the streets dressed up and bands around every corner. Apparently every year on the 15th August, (it starts at midnight), everyone dresses up for this major festival. God knows where that all come from.
I don’t know really what to say, other than, I am speechless and so so pleased I took this giant leap and came ...
... is so good to see him.
Saach and I left him to sleep this afternoon
and we went and swum at Paraggi.
On the way back in the bus, as we stood shoulder to shoulder, I noticed
all beaches that you have to pay to get on, are like mini clubs. They have a café or bar on the beach,
there is table tennis tables where many people are lining ...