Continuing On To Be Captivated By Corniglia
Ok, my buff-n-tuff legs are now taking us to Corniglia, the third of 5 towns along the Italian Riviera of Cinque Terre.
Believe it or not, the public path connecting these 5 towns weaves right past this person’s front door. Gotta love people if you’re going to live here!
Everyone who has ever walked the path from Vernazza to Corniglia has to walk up these stairs as they pass by these private home entrances. With all those people walking by every day, notice how clean it is?
Nope. No such luck. We don't go up this cool spiral stairway to Corniglia. I just really liked it so I snapped a shot!
My last view of Vernazza.
Get a grip on how far I've walked. And we've only just begun!
And back onto the open path to Corniglia.
I forgot to mention that in order to walk from town to town you must buy a pass. Every time you leave one town for another I encountered a Check Point to verify that I paid my 5 Euros to the Parks and Recreation Department.
I didn't see anyone drinking anything but water on this very hot day. Everyone in every language understood the mathematical equation: Narrow Path + No Railing = No Booze!
It’s all uphill once again. Let’s listen to who is serenading me as I try to breathe and talk at the same time. (Definitely much harder than patting your head and rubbing your tummy simultaneously.)
A little further on the splashing waves were beckoning.
Looking down into beauty. Isn't this absolutely magnificent? And can you see the tunnel near the ocean where the train punctures the mountain to travel from town to town?
And what happens when someone is coming the other way on this VERY NARROW path?
And around the corner I get my first look at Corniglia.
A distant view of Corniglia.
Pausing to capture the sites and sounds of where I am at this moment.
Getting closer.
I was never bored as I looked upon a whole new town of life.
We’re here!
Arriving In Corniglia (pronounced Cor-neel-ya)
You know me by now. What’s the FIRST thing I do when I get to a new town?
But, of course ~ formaggio, pane, noci e miele. (Translation: cheese, bread, walnuts and honey.) So I'm resting, refreshing and immersing myself in the colorful people and architecture.
I walked around a bit. A very short bit. It’s a small town. And I pondered . . . should I keep walking to the 4th town of Manarola? Well, my daughter did. In fact, she walked to all 5 towns in 1 day.
However, this guy is ready to jump on a train back home. (notice I used the word “home”. I’ve already brainwashed myself into calling Monterosso home. What a life!) Let’s spend the evening seeing the night life of Monterosso ~ dining, maybe dancing, and casually strolling. I’m going to take my time to see this gorgeous coastline since I’m spending 3 days in Monterosso.
So I begin my descent to the train station to return to Monterosso. See the train station in the distance?
A real feat for the feet.
OK, y’all, a quick hop-skip-and-a-jump on the train and I’m back at Monterosso. Let’s renew and listen to the fresh ocean air.
I walk home, shower, get gorgeous and ready myself for a night out on the town. In fact, I’m feelin’ real Italian ’cause it’s 9 pm and I’m going out to dinner! My early dinner American stomach is now officially a thing of the past. Bravo Rich, uh, Ricardo!
Someone happy to see me on the way to dinner.
Where I chose to dine tonight.
My cozy dining experience in Monterosso, called L'Alta Marea, which means The High Tides.
Come. Sit. Join me for dinner.
Following the pasta was my salad and entreé. Squisito (delicious)!
A simple elegance that satiated my appetite.
After dinner I stroll around the evening-lit walkways and, well, just wait . . . watch and listen.
Yes, yes, of course I did. Do you think I’d go back to America without saying that I danced on the Italian Riviera? Of course it took a little (maybe a lot) of persuasion from the locals in that night club to get me in there. I mean, how would you feel? I’ve just been busted with taking a video of them dancing and they used my embarrassment to coerce me in there!
I wasn’t ready to go home yet so I wandered through the tunnel and over to the other side of Monterosso only to be seduced by some evening splendor.
And so ends my day in Corniglia and evening in Monterosso.
What shall tomorrow bring? Shall I walk to Manarola the 4th town of Cinque Terre? Uh, don’t think so. Me ‘n the train are ole’ buds now.
So come back and see just how uniquely enchanting our next stop of yet another heavenly town along the Italian Riviera will be. The town of Manarola.
Continuing On To Be Captivated By Corniglia
We’re so glad you came back! Have you been by our Boutique lately?
Ok, my buff-n-tuff legs are now taking us to Corniglia, the third of 5 towns along the Italian Riviera of Cinque Terre.
Believe it or not, the public path connecting these 5 towns weaves right past this person’s front door. Gotta love people if you’re going to live here!
Everyone who has ever walked the path from Vernazza to Corniglia has to walk up these stairs as they pass by these private home entrances.
Nope. No such luck. We don’t go up this cool spiral stairway to Corniglia. I just really liked it so I snapped a shot!
My last view of Vernazza.
Get a grip on how far I’ve walked. And we’ve only just begun!
And back onto the open path to Corniglia.
I forgot to mention that in order to walk from town to town you must buy a pass. Every time you leave one town for another I encountered a Check Point to verify that I paid my 5 Euros to the Parks and Recreation Department.
I didn’t see anyone drinking anything but water on this very hot day. Looking at the “no railing” situation tells me why not in ANY language!
It’s all uphill once again. Let’s listen to who is serenading me as I try to breathe and talk at the same time. (Definitely much harder than patting your head and rubbing your tummy simultaneously.)
A little further on the splashing waves were beckoning.
Looking down into beauty. Isn’t this absolutely magnificent? And can you see the tunnel near the ocean where the train punctures the mountain to travel from town to town?
And what happens when someone is coming the other way on this VERY NARROW path?
And around the corner I get my first look at Corniglia.
A distant view of Corniglia.
Pausing to capture the sites and sounds of where I am at this moment.
Getting closer.
I was never bored as I looked upon a whole new town of life.
We’re here!
Arriving In Corniglia (pronounced Cor-neel-ya)
You know me by now. What’s the FIRST thing I do when I get to a new town?
But, of course ~ formaggio, pane, noci e miele. (Translation: cheese, bread, walnuts and honey.) So I’m resting, refreshing and immersing myself in the colorful people and architecture.
I walked around a bit. A very short bit. It’s a small town. And I pondered . . . should I keep walking to the 4th town of Manarola? Well, my daughter did. In fact, she walked to all 5 towns in 1 day.
However, this guy is ready to jump on a train back home. (notice I used the word “home”. I’ve already brainwashed myself into calling Monterosso home. What a life!) Let’s spend the evening seeing the night life of Monterosso ~ dining, maybe dancing, and casually strolling. I’m going to take my time to see this gorgeous coastline since I’m spending 3 days in Monterosso.
So I begin my descent to the train station to return to Monterosso. See the train station in the distance?
A real feat for the feet.
Ok, y’all, a quick hop-skip-and-a-jump on the train and I’m back to Monterosso. Let’s renew and listen to the fresh ocean air.
Tags: bread, cheese, Cinque Terre, Corniglia, dancing, formaggio, frogs, honey, Italian Riviera, Italy, L'Alta Marea Restaurant, Monterosso, night club, noci i miele, pane, Vernazza, walnuts
September 21st, 2010 at 8:33 AM
Hi there!
i would like to go to 5terre with my boy friend for our aniversary, but don’t know anything about this country.
Could you please, if you have a little time, just let me know the adress of where you lived there??? it would be very kind of you to lighten me up!!!
THANK YOU for your time
Foti
ps: nice pix!