Riomaggiore
Riomaggiore...the southernmost village in the Cinque Terre. It's so picturesque and full of character...Our journey in getting from Menton to Riomaggiore was an adventure in itself. We woke up early to catch the morning train from Menton and discovered there was a train strike as we arrived at the station. With the help of a friendly lady from Turin, we finally made our way to Riomaggiore before nightfall...to sum it up, it included a taxi drive, two seemingly random train rides, lots of walking, some running, lots of waiting, and a sunset boat ride.Our Airbnb host was very flexible during the disarray of our day which made the journey less stressful. By the time we checked-in to our accommodations we were eager to find a place to dine. Tucked into the narrow stone streets, we found a little restaurant just up the hill from our flat. We gobbled up their famous gnocchi con pesto whilst listening to the waves splash into the harbor. It was all quite lovely. We made our way back to the Airbnb where we fell asleep listening to the sea and conversations and laughter from the diners on the street below.After discovering that most of the trail throughout the Cinque Terre was closed for trail maintenance, we decided to take it easy and rest on the beach after many days of traveling throughout Europe (see our trip to London here and here, to Paris here and here, and to Menton).The next day, the train was up and running again so we were off to Monterosso Al Mare to luxuriate beside the sea. We rented a couple of chaise lounges for the day, sipped on Limonata and waded in the Mediterranean...We ate our way through the villages, indulging in delicious focaccia and gelato...A favorite in Riomaggiore was Da Paolino. We went there a handful of times for snacks during our stay. I loved the pizza con pesto tricolore...it was divine...We spent our mornings walking around the villages and exploring. With every climb came new views and with every turn, a new adventure. It was so relaxing and beautiful. We enjoyed taking the ferry to each village...it was a lovely way to see the charm of the Cinque Terre...Our visit was during the first week of October and there were quite a few tourists during the day. However, early mornings and evenings provided an opportunity to pretend you had the place to yourself. Just you and the locals...I will always remember this magical place...Where in Italy have you been? What are some of your favorite Italian memories?Shop: Swimsuit: Marysia, Sunglasses: Karen Walker, Boater Hat: Lack of ColourPhotography by Cassie Winslow + Nicholas Winslow