Day two of our cruise was spent exploring the Cinque Terre. Words nor pictures are going to be able to describe the experience we had traveling to these 5 coastal villages. The Cinque Terre is nestled on the Italian coast and you travel by train, boat, or foot to get to the villages. We took a bus (driven by a man with a special permit to bring a motorized vehicle into the area) to the top of the mountain where we were dropped off and lead by a tour guide on foot.

This is were the bus disposed of us. Isn't the water divine?! There were about 30 of us on the tour- the majority of the cruise ship went to see the leaning tower of Pisa. The ride from the ship terminal was about an hour and half- with the last part winding up a mountain that went straight down into the Mediterranean Sea.

As we walked through the first village we kept seeing little trains like the one above. The trains led straight up the mountain to vineyards- pictured below. The main source of income here, other then fishing, is wine- hence all the vineyards.

The vineyards were growing on almost all the steep hillsides we came across. The little trains took the workers up and down on the mountain sides. I think the people who get on those trains are brave- they did not look too sturdy.

The first village we walked to was Manarola. The sun was beginning to rise high in the sky, the morning coolness was starting to warm, and as we walked through the sleepy village I felt like I had been transported to another time. People there live simply. They hang their cloths out to dry in the sun. They have moderate furnishings and practical dwelling. As we strolled by the houses, home owners we beginning to open their shutters to let out the night air and let in the warm morning sun. Homes were built into places all over the hillside and they are all so close to one another- it made the alleyways narrow and somewhat claustrophobic.

After we walked through the small town we started toward Lovers Lane- one of the trails that connected Manarola to Riomaggiore. Lovers Lane is a path carved into the side of the mountain. One side I could touch earth and the other side I could look down a straight cliff to the sea. As we walked along the path seagulls soared overhead- above you can see one of my favorite pictures from the trip.

Pictures above is Lovers Lane- our walk lasted around 30 minutes and took us about a mile. Why the name you might wonder?

Because you proclaim your love for your honey by locking a lock on fences throughout the lane. Once the lovers lock the lock, they throw the key into the sea. Locks were everywhere you looked. And no, we did not get to proclaim our love through fastening a lock to a fence and tossing a key into the endless sea- we had no clue this was coming- if we had I would have totally had a lock handy!

Again, the locks were everywhere. Another one of my favorite pictures from the day...

Another shot of the lane after we had walked it. The weather could not have been more beautiful and the sea knew it. I felt like creation was just showing off for us all day.

After we walked Lover Lane we walked through Riomaggiore. Again, another sleepy little town forged into the cliffs and mountainsides. When we got down to the water, old boats lined the small beach. Some were already out in the sea, others were waiting for their owners to wake up and push them in the water for a day of fishing.

I love all the colors of the houses- bright greens and yellows and pinks splashed each of the building. After looking around the village a bit we walked down the cliffs to the water to wait on a boat.

This is how close we were to the water and the cliffs. So pretty...

Me getting onto the boat. It basically pulled up were the water meets the rocks and the workers threw a plank to the shore and we wobbled our way onto the boat- good thing neither one of us get sea sick. By the time we got to our destination some people in our group looked pretty green...

From the boat we passed Coniglia- the only village of the 5 we did not get to explore. Apparently we had to hike several small stone steps to get to the town- so we observed it from our bobbing boat.

Our boat delivered us to the town of Vernazza. Again, just picture perfect. We talked through the town, stopped for a couple photo ops and then headed to our next form of transportation...

A train. We traveled by bus, boat, train, and foot that day- pretty neat. The train ride was short and dumped us in our last town of the Cinque Terre- Monterosso. And this, my friends, is where I plan to live some day- you think I'm kidding.

After we got off the train we headed right for food. We found a small pizzeria and indulged in our first Italian pizza experience. It did not disappoint. We sat outside while we ate our pizza fresh out of the oven and drank our luke warm coke. Perfect...

See how pretty the water is there and see why I plan on living there some day? I could totally get into that lifestyle- slow, easy, and peaceful. I am wearing a tank top in October and there is no humidity- it is perfect.

That is Steve atop the rock in the sea. I did not feel like scaling a rock. So while he navigated to the top I enjoyed a stroll along the beach and then took pictures when he made it to the top.

My first feel of the Mediterranean Sea- kinda left like bath water. We enjoyed our free time in Monterosso. We walked through shops, explored narrow alleyways, observed the variety of unmentionables people had strung out on their clothes lines, and soaked up the amazing surroundings. In general it was a very romantic day. A day I will not soon forget. As we boarded our bus at the end of day I looked at Steve and said, 'Until next time.' I totally expect to visit again...

And on the way home we got to see the leaning tower of Pisa from afar. If you look really close in the above picture you can see it. I am glad we chose to do the excursion we did- I would not have wanted to miss out on the Cinque Terre, and if you are ever in that part of Italy you must go!
And my souvenir for the day- a Cinque Terre dish towel will four different recipes using lemons. Lemons grow wild there. The towel is currently on display in my kitchen kindly reminded me of the unforgettable day I got to explore the Cinque Terre.
This may have been my favorite day... but I am sure I will write this in my next post too. Get ready for day #3- it is pretty cool...