Cinque Terre

Trip Start May 24, 2011
Trip End Jul 12, 2011

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Flag of Italy  , Italian Riviera,
Monday, June 13, 2011

Yesterday, we took an excursion to Cinque Terre (Cheen-kway Tair-aye) which translates to "The Five Lands" in Italian. The Cinque Terre towns are hills that overhang the sea on the western coast of Italy. And let me tell you, It could not look more like a postcard if it tried. Honestly, it was so picturesque and breathtaking.

In order to get to each city, you can either take a train or you can climb the mountainous trails connecting each city. With the recent rainfall, many of the paths were closed between the five cities, but we were able to take two of the paths and phew! were they ever tiring. We ended up climbing the mountain/hilly trails for two HOURS. TWO HOURS. Believe me, it probably doesn't sound that bad and if I were reading this, I would think 'Rachel, two hours is nothing. You're a wimp. Walking for two hours? Psh, my grandma could do that'. I know. I know. But it was EXHAUSTING- certainly not a walk in the park. They had carved stairs in the mountain, so up and up and up we went and then we would climb back down and then back up and up and up and back down. It was so repetitive and hot and sweaty and tiring. Other people on the trails were walking with their shirts off- old guys who um, I would definitely like to erase those images from my memory. One lady was even walking in her bra... yeah, not the best scenery. Only one person could fit through at a time on the trail, so it was just awful when people would be coming from the other direction and you would have to squeeze against the ledge and be careful not to fall. Also, I'm not sure if they assumed giants would be climbing the mountain or what, but some of those steps were GINORMOUS for my little legs. Everyone was making fun of me of how silly I looked climbing those huge stairs that were easily a foot and a half high. It was definitely painful in the beginning before the adrenalin kicked in.

However, the entire walk was along the coastline and the view was gorgeous. The pictures turned out so blue. Crystal blue. It was definitely well worth it and it gave me such feeling of accomplishment. I felt so empowered and proud. Disregarding my music 'career' this was easily one of the proudest moments of my life. I thought to myself, 'Hey, you just conquered a mountain in Italy. Get it girl.'  Now, how many people can actually say that? :)
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Dad on

Wow, those are great pictures.
Love Dad

Sarah-Anne on

I think i know what to get you for your b-day. All these pictures are amazing and while you'll always have them on your computer and in this blog, i think i'll make you a scrapbook so you have a hard copy.

Mom on

These pictures are beautiful!

rachelniewiada on

Sarah-Anne, that actually would be really cool!!
Because of purchasing my new kodak camera, my dad and I got a free 20 page kodak " hardcover book" that we can get. So I'll probably do that, but it's not like a "scrapbook". It just has all the pictures and I have no idea how I'm going to narrow it down to 20. That will be a job in itself!

Jennie on

Rachel, I did think "wow, only two hours?" but that does sound like a lot with the giant stairs and ugly men without shirts on :P
I'm proud that you did it though! Go you!!!!! :D :D :D
Oh and dude. ok. no the stairs couldn't have been made for giants because apparently the tunnels only let one person through and I just imagine that giants wouldn't fit on a tunnel made for one.
I'm glad that you're doing well, it sounds like you're having a blast and I couldn't be happier for you! Lylas :D &lt;3

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