Day 14 - Cinque Terre
29.07.2012 - 29.07.2012 38 °C
Mum shook me awake this morning at nine because we had plans to take the boat to Riomaggiore and explore the town. Tom and dad aren’t fond of boats so they took the train through all the towns, Riomaggiore being the last of the five. From the boat we had a great view of each town – it was quite rocky but we found it okay. When we arrived at about eleven, Tom and dad were sitting outside a small Italian bar with a great view, Dad painting with a morning glass of Preseco in hand, Tom reading by a Coke.
The sun was shining as we made our way through the tiny town. It was pretty touristy, not usually our thing, but there weren’t too many people there and we avoided the ‘I heart Cinque Terre’ T-shirt stands. Mum and dad had mixed fried fish and chip takeaway for lunch, tom had a slice of pizza and I had some chips. We chose not to do the walk we’d planned, in favour of jumping on a train to the next town of Vernazza to the famous ice cream parlour. I love Italy.
It deserves its glory, does the Il Porticciolo Gelateria. We made our way to a quay-side bar where we played bridge for a good hour (we’ve started a new tournament after mum and Tom begged for mercy). Strolling back up to the station we noticed a tiny art gallery. We took a look and walked away with four prints. Two are mine, one’s for Tom and one is of dad’s choosing. The woman’s really good – she’s English and lives here now (that made dad green).
Back at the site we chilled out at the tent and then had our continental tea of cheese, bread and salami.