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Venice: Lots of things are not allowed, like apparently eating on a step
Venice: Where women carry cats…
Bologna: Weird
Lucca: Did you spot it? Look again. That’s right there is a rubber chicken hanging on the left hand side on his cafe awning…
Lucca: Misery clothing! All the way from Auckland!
Lucca: Pizza in a cone!
Lucca: Tiniest truck ever
Pisa: Where men are greedy!
Pisa: Where the Simpson’s advertise leather keyrings!?
Florence: Translation of the movie ‘Night and Day’
Wed 13th Oct
Had a day alone today (suggested by me before my crying last night but probably made definite after the fact). I must say it was rather nice, i got up when i wanted, ate my brekky and didn’t have to wait for anyone. Headed to see Michelangelo’s David at 8am (before the crowds). He was fabulous, absolutely wonderful. No words to describe the awe inspiring-ness of him. I was told i would love him, but have never been so sold on marble statue in general… but WOW.. While i was there i ran into Debbie (a friend from home- weird, the world is TOO small!)
The plan was to get to the galleries before the madness, but what with the fact that i got to the other gallery at opening time that meant the Uffizi (the most popular gallery in Italy no less, the one FAMOUS for its queues) was second on the list. I arrived and immediately regretted my decision to see this gallery second. The line was EPIC, and there were THREE of them! I lined up and started chatting to a nice 50ish Aussie couple in front of me, then we were told we were in the wrong line. After finding the right line we were told it was “this bad” because they had had a staff meeting and weren’t opening for another 5 mins (phew!) however the sign said “expect to wait 2hours min 3hrs max” oh dear. I had come this far and decided to stick it out. Others in the line bailed (meaning it got shorter) the Aussies and i got to know each other and chatted happily for the next hour until we were inside the building (who knew you could be happy from waiting that long!)
The collection in the museum was stunning. So much marble, so many renaissance paintings (so much Jesus!). I saw The Birth of Venus by Botticelli some fabulous Da Vinci and an exhibition on Caravaggio (and the people who were inspired by him). Sadly the only downside was the work was in a series of very small rooms, many, many rooms all joined by doorways. The key to skipping the queue was paying 20euro more and being part of a tour group, which for me meant tiny rooms full of groups all centered around the thing i wanted to see. Sigh, but you cant have it all and it was fantastic none the less.
After the gallery i wandered around on foot for a while and walked over the ‘full’ bridge (once home to all the city’s butchers a ruler back in the day demanded i be ‘paved in gold’ so now all he shops along it are jewelers! Very neat! I moseyed for a while and was so excited to see they had charms although the majority of them were over a hundred euro (i did find a wee Pinocchio for 18euro however!)
Then i had a Custard Square (technically it was lunch, naughty!) explored the city a little more in the light drizzle and looked at Brunaleski’s magnificent dome again.
On the way back to the hostel i headed, once again, through the Leather market… the beautiful, beautiful Leather market with Leather all the colour’s of the rainbow. How do they do it? (well with Dye obviously, but i still have a wee chuckle to myself imagining the coloured animals grazing peacefully together). I tried on and subsequently bought the shoes i was eyeing up yesterday. Slightly naughty as the cry i had last night (although a mix of everything building up and exploding) was partially to do with money. The shoes ARE however very practical and i have no practical shoes for the coming European winter months (snow in Germany) so i don’t feel AS bad spending the money…
Decided to get on top of my Interwebery and plan between Italy (booked already) and Greece where i am meeting Lindsay. Spent two hours whacking my head against the metaphorical internet wall as the flights were heaps the train site kept crashing and pretty much nothing went like i wanted it to. BUT i did find a flight from Berlin to London for 12euro which i was chuffed about (i figure if i leave London a couple of days before Xmas the flight getting me to London will be hellishly pricey… WRONG AGAIN, only YAY this time!)
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Thur 14th Oct
The Lonely Planet suggested if we were in Siena or Florence a day trip to San Giomaggio was a must. The fact that it was smack bang between the two, and today was the day we were going there, we thought it the perfect time to use the car to it’s full potential. The town was lovely and old (like everything around here). Everything was brick.
The streets were lined with tourist shops (sadly) but we did stumble upon some delicious looking food shop’s including one with a free cheese tasting! We tasted a delicious blue (which we bought some of) and another kind ( 
?) which we tasted three varieties of -coated in ash, grains and wax (amazing how they all tasted so different! …we also bought some of that one…). To complete our picnic we purchased some chiabata rolls and Brock had stashed a bottle of Chianti from the day before in his bag. We decided to go the whole hog, so purchased dinner in another two boutique deli’s- Fancy colored pasta from one and a red pesto from another. Food for the day, sorted (and delicious looking!)
Explored on foot more..
Checked out some castle type things (oh Europe, your so old!)
This one was a proper proper castle!
We proceeded on to Siena to the cute B&B which we had forgotten we had booked (i mean we knew we’d booked something but had forgotten what each place looked like and provided as we had booked so many at a time!). Brock waited in the car while i went up to see if someone could tell us where to park. I wandered up the path to the front door and was met by 2 giant wooden doors with large door knobs. On one of the doorknobs hung a wee party favor bag (which i would later discover was decorated with pictures of Betty Boop) with a note attached to the front ‘Mister Imogen’. I opened it to find a key and a note saying “1st floor, flat 4, room 4, breakfast between 7am-9.30. Ciao”. I let myself into the dark entrance-way and made my way up the stairs to the first floor, opened door four and found the cutest wee apartment. A four room place with two bathrooms (one just for us), kitchen and small lounge. Sadly no-one was there (hence the note) so we couldn’t ask about parking but i was kind of glad because i thoroughly enjoyed my semi treasure hunt, it felt like quite the adventure! Luckily Brock is a clever cookie and figured out the parking with the help of the internet…
After the car was parked and Brock could forget about it for the mean time it was time to picnic in our new kitchen. We ate much delicious cheese and had our wine.
Some down time in our room before heading out to discover Siena by night. We walked to the main plazza to hunt down some night time Gelato (apparently something the Siena locals do). I had mixed berry in a waffle cone, yum!
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Fri 15th Oct
Day to explore Siena today! Started with a delicious buffet brekky in at the kitchen table of the B&B. Then headed off to explore ye’ old Siena. Most places in Europe have an ‘old town’ but the WHOLE of Siena is an old town! Brock tells me that apparently a long while ago Siena ran out of money and didn’t have the money to rip anything down let alone build anything new, so the city has stayed the way it used to be 100′s of years ago. They are now quite proud of it and the city has become a heritage site meaning if you are going to occupy a building i the city you have to keep it the way it’s supposed to look so it fits in with the city!
We decided to buy the ‘Opa St Pass’ for our sightseeing today. The pass would get us into the five main attractions (two of which were on our list to see!) We started with the ‘Cattedrale’ a beautiful building on the outside but a simply mind blowing structure on the inside. Every surface inside the building is decorated, many of them different styles. The black and white stripes are intense to look at (all of the photos i took that were out of focus made the columns look like they were strobing), the ceiling was a rich beautiful blue which offset the monochrome. We were very lucky we were there at the time of year we picked as apparently they only uncover the heavily decorative floors in October (to help preserve them more!) Vasari said in 1568 that they were “the most beautiful great and magnificent pavement ever made”
In the adjoining room they had some real life (giant) Illuminated manuscripts (quite exciting for me having worked around the copies)
Next we headed up through the ‘Museo Dell’Opera’ to the ‘Panorama’
We stopped for lunch as we were loosing energy fast. I had the Bruchetta which was light and delightful, while Brock settled on a plate of Bambi :S
Then we went to the ‘Battistero’ (the meeting point of the greatest Renaissance sculptors- apparently)…
The ‘Cripta’ under the Cattedrale was particularly cool mainly because they only discovered it a couple of years ago apparently!! The colours on the Frescoes were still so vibrant and clear (other than where time had worn them away sadly)
We wandered around for a while and discovered a candle shop where they were making candles on site
Then settled in a piazza where i had a beer and Brock a gelato
We headed cross town to find ‘Ortorio Di S. Bernardino’ which ended up being a small museum with pictorial paintings and panels featuring many, many religious women with their boob out and Jesus… always with the Jesus.
Dragged our aching bodies home via the supermarket to buy some salad greens for our pasta. When at home i prepared the salad got out the pasta and sauce.. then went to light the stove, to discover it was gas and there was no lighter or matches. We proceeded to unsuccessfully light it by shoving a variety of paper objects into the toaster to try to catch a flame. We gave up and busied ourselves hoping someone would get home soon. No one did. My belly started to growl so I once again tried the toaster… SUCCESS!
Circus pasta cooked, presented, photographed and eaten. DELICIOUS!
Mon 11th Oct
Another ‘take advantage of the car’ and fit two towns in a day today. First off to Lucca.. just coz (we didn’t really know much about it other than it’s near Pisa and less touristy). We drove from Cinque Terre to Lucca via the Autostrada (paid motorway) for the first time, so the chances of me getting us lost via my awful i-map reading was reduced and also so we got there quickly to maximize our time there. We wandered through the old town (most of the city) for the morning before getting hungry.
Lonely Planet suggested buying a feast from a Deli which it provided the address of (which was awesome in so many ways including having this awesome coloured pasta that i’ve been seeing all over the place.) Then walking along the town walls (still intact and in amazing condition considering their age) then finding a spot to have a picnic and eating it while siting not he wall- so we did. I had possibly the best Focaccia in the world. It was lovely.
Off to rescue the car and drive to Pisa! We had booked a night in a hostel in Pisa so we did the usual find a park, find the hostel rigmarole before going out to explore. Pisa it turns out is not that big and doesn’t have that much in it… except (can you guess?) it’s claim to fame ‘The Leaning Tower’. I was however a little blown away by the beautiful church sitting by the side of the river (an a very busy road) quite nice!
The tower completely surprised me in every way possible. Firstly it was way smaller than i’d thought it would be. Secondly it was more beautiful (i had never considered what it was made of and marble would never have been one of my guesses, it was so crisp and clean). I also had no idea it was partner to two other fabulous buildings (the Cathedral & Baptistery) or that it started to sink before i was completed (it was built on weak foundations… obviously). All up a huge awesome surprise!
Once we had looked around the outside of all of the buildings i tried to get a photo of the GIANT line (more in one place than i’ve ever seen before) of Tourist shops. Also photos of tourists ‘pushing’ the tower, as i thought both of these things were hilarious and horrid.
Then horror of all horrors i succumbed to both things and became one of them… i perused most of the gift shops (and bought a cute red bag) and then pushed the tower in a photo no less. Tourist fail.
We walked around for a while (past a shop with a window FULL of pasta) then down beside the river for the afternoon, at one point going inside a fortress type structure where there was a playground with tiny, tiny trampolines- i bounced for a while with a little girl… very fun.
Pizza for dinner at a place recommended by someone at the hostel. Went for the craziest one we could… Speck, Mozzarella and Mascarpone and ate it next to the river (delicious)
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Tue 12th Oct
Faffed around for quite a while getting ready this morning, then left Pisa for the drive to Firenze (known to everyone in our part of the world as Florence). On the way to Florence we stopped in the Tuscan countryside to explore a bit. The banks were full of Chianti grapes and Olives- stunning. Also stole and ate an apple from the tree in the first photo!
The Lonely Planet was completely right, once in Florence people drive like maniacs. We spent a good chunk of time driving in circles trying to find somewhere cheap to park, then just somewhere to park, settled on a parking building till we could figure out something better. We arrived at the hostel to the first of our major mistakes together. Somehow we had booked a female dorm for me and a female dorm for Brock. This was obviously not going to work… so Brock checked in for tonight (luckily there was room) and checked online for a hostel for the next night (one a little out of town so he could explore the country side tomorrow and fortuitously it also had free parking!)
The first thing i wanted to see while in Florence was Brunelleschi’s dome. We walked from the hostel towards the dome shaped object in the distance and came across an outdoor market. This was a SERIOUS market, the kind with quality goods, no faff here! Beautiful leather objects in every colour under the sun (unlike at home where nearly everything is black)… Shoes, bags, belts, clothing and minimal tourist dross. I was in love. The juxtaposition of the old brick building and dome towering above the shiny new leather made me smile…
Then i realized, wait a second, that ain’t right. It wasn’t Brunelleschi’s dome but an imposter! I followed the map and continued toward the real dome… When we entered the square where the Duomo is located- i was speechless.
Completely in awe of the building, it’s size, patterning, awesomeness.. i had a small weepy overcome moment. It was amazing!
We circled it a couple of times then decided to go inside. What an amazing space. This church was so different from the others, large vaulted ceilings, painted dome.. no clutter. It was lowly being in such a large un-busy internal space.
We realized the time and rushed back to the parking building to move the car before the next hour was charged to us. Raced and raced but rounded the corner and realized the next hour had ticked over… so instead of paying an entire hour’s fee for a couple of minutes we took a walk round that area for the remaining section of the hour. We headed back to the parking building when our time was up, paid, and as we neared the car and Brock went to get the key he realized it was back at the hostel. I couldn’t believe it, as moving the car was the main aim of leaving the hostel, i subsequently over-reacted. Brock (who runs for exercise) said he’d run back to get them, i waited there… got out my i-pod, turned on an episode of QI and no sooner than dearest Stephen had opened his mouth Brock was back. Luckily Brock was so quick the machine didn’t complain about the difference between us paying and leaving – magic!
Everywhere we go in Italy there are bikes. Motorbikes, push bikes, scooters… Lines and lines of them. This was a particularly long line which i wanted to share…
The time came to find dinner which depending on the mood and/or hunger pains can go one of two ways. It can be an adventure or a pain in the arse. After a long day on your feet walking for blocks and blocks to find something appropriate to eat is sometimes no so fun and these are usually the times i miss home. Knowing what i can eat, where to get it and of course being able to cook for myself. The simple joy of having a kitchen is often big pull. That said of course sometimes the hunt is exiting and the actual eating of the exiting different stuff is my favorite bit of traveling.. so it’s a double edged sword. – tonight was not one of those adventurous nights, every time i was happy with a place Brock would vito. We walked and walked before settling on place where i had a stupid girl ‘I’m far from home, hungry and have PMS cry’. We got a Calzone to share and took it back to the hostel to share.
Sat 09th Oct
First day in Cinque Terre and i was very excited to be here! We decided to do the trek around all five villages today (estimated to take 5 hours). Biassa (where we were staying) was on the outskirts of Riomaggiore the first of the five towns so we drove as close as we could while still in a free parking zone and walked the rest of the way in. The hostel didn’t have a free brekky so we grabbed a Nutella crepe (the healthy way to start your Italian day) in Riomaggiore and explored the town a bit.
Bought some picnic supplies for the day and headed off on the trek. The views were stunning and the bit of track when you leave Riomaggire there is a lovers lane type thing… here, as with lots of Europe, the lock theme continued. It was impossible to get a photo of JUST the locks as couples were queueing to get their photo taken with them… so here are some strangers.. and many locks..
We walked up the Italian version of San Francisco’s Lombard street.. made it to the second town Manarola… then had lunch with view..
The trek was incredible. It took us six hours not five hours and the views were amazing. It was also lovely to do something a bit different, use my muscles and push myself a bit. Between the third and fourth town i ‘mountain goated’ my way down the rocky steps feeling invincible and unstoppable… between towns four and five i thought i was going to die as it was all uphill and it had got rather hot. Brock seemed to be in some sort of mood and was sullen, it threw me a bit because i was having such an amazing time and he was a dark halo on my energy. I tried to ignore his mood so it wouldn’t ruin my otherwise perfect day but sometimes it did effect me. Luckily despite this all up it was an awesome, awesome day!
We walked through the agricultural area and saw grape vines on the terraces…
We stopped in the last town to watch the sun go down and have dinner then caught the train back to the first town and the walk uphill to the car.
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Sun 10th Oct
To Riomaggiore again for a crepe brekky before heading down to the water to admire the town from a vantage point we hadn’t seen it from yet.
Then we headed on a day trip to Portovenere, where Brock had said there was a castle worth checking out. We didn’t really get to see that much of the castle (when i say not that much i mean we saw only the outside as it was shut) we did explore the surrounding area and see an awfully cool cemetery and church however.
The town itself was also wonderful, all the autumney colours of this part of Italy. I bought an apple for the ride in the car and it was possibly the best apple of my life, worth photographing- THATS how good it was!
Then we separated for the day, Brock dropped me in Venazza (Cinque Terre town #4) before going to explore in the car into the great unknown. I sat next to the water with my book and a piece of tricolor pizza.
When it got a bit colder i moved to a table outside a waterside cafe and ordered a hot chocolate. It was the thickest hot chocolate i had ever seen, i could pretty much stand my spoon up in it and ended up eating it as a dessert instead of drinking it.
I sat at the cafe for so long with my book (Elegance of the Hedgehog) that i also downed two glasses of red wine. Suddenly it was dark and Brock had arrived to meet me for dinner. We had salmon pasta (the first time we had both ordered the same thing much to Brock’s dismay)
On the back to the car we bought some Italian treats to have as desert at home 
I got a text from Lindsay later in the evening saying he had booked his ticket and would be arriving in Athens Nov 11th. It really perfected my awesome day. I have cried or fretted or both more times than i’d like to remember because i miss him so much. It wouldn’t be that fun for you to read about which is why it’s only been mentioned now and again so you can imagine how EXCITED i am!
Hendaye (on the French Border) Basque Country: Copy cats!
Paris: Australia, i cant get away from it..
Paris: A delicacy?
Dijon: Not soooo funny, but so friggin’ cool!
Beaune: Bollywood, in France, in the old town!?
Dijon: A Mid-Eastern restaurant, for Mum
Bern, Switzerland: Yes i did read this as ‘Hells Army’
Bern, Switzerland: hehe Gummi (i think the ad my translate to something like ‘theres a new snack in town’?)
Bern, Switzerland: Here they don’t have a pyramid or recycling- they have a SUMMIT!
Bern, Switzerland: Even in a city as old as this, it’s everywhere!
Fribourg, Switzerland: Translation. Enough said.
Fribourg, Switzerland: Awesome
Fribourg, Switzerland: Where you can buy a third of a loaf of bread!
Fribourg, Switzerland: Would you trust this Bee to cut your hair? I wouldn’t..
Luzern: Death trap amusements..
Luzern: Happy Sausages
Luzern: Same ad pitch as the gummi.. still awesome
Luzern: Yes i am this immature…
Zurich: This street is Rad! ..and it was…
Zurich: Buy shoes from here, or this one will eat you?
Zurich: “Light” holiday reading anyone? Not the kind of thing you expect to find in the hostel book exchange.
Wed 06th Oct
Later start to the day with a bit of a sleep in.
I woke up in the middle of the night with a maddening need to scratch. All over was itchy, legs, arms, back, neck! When i woke up i was covered in welts (or i should say, covered in what looked like large, angry itchy bites). Covered, i mean COVERED. When trying to itch my legs there is more bite than remaining skin.
When the day had started properly we caught the bus into the city and wandered till we found a spot on the street with unlocked Wi-Fi. I googled for a while till i discovered i have Bed bugs. Eww. ITCHY.. and Eww.. Just my luck. Here is a small example (and the least gross)
We walked and walked till we found a cute cafe to sit and have a Cappuccino in. The need to itch was overwhelming, it’s all i could think about.
Brock proposed we go our separate ways, he to take photos and i to itch to my hearts content. I didn’t like this idea, at all. I was worried that my extreme lack of self control ment that if i was left alone i wouldn’t sight see at all i would just sit by the side of the road and would itch and itch until i bled (sorry if that’s a bit graphic, but these are some MEGA itchy *@$!%^&. Brock reluctantly agreed and i tagged along behind him at a safe distance. In the bullet point notes i make before i type this it says “Brock wanting alone time, scared i’d rip off my skin, followed him around” oh dear, sorry Brock). We ended up by the main canal the city lay out in front of us, oddly there was a statue of a naked child holding up a frog.. i’m not sure why it was there but there was a security guard guarding it so i can’t imagine it’s always there? Japanese tourists were taking photos with it..
We hunted down a sammie for lunch -i had a toasted Eggplant Focaccia and another Cappuccino, yum. Then we explored the remaining bits of the city by foot.
In the afternoon we caught a water Metro (never have i caught a Metro just for the experience of catching it)
We watched the sun set from one of the major three bridges.
Then headed off to find dinner that wasn’t Pizza. We settled on a place with a nice green outdoor area and both ordered pasta and shared a bottle of Chianti. I had the spaghetti bolognase which looked very average when it arrived but tasted awesome. Brock had the Vege, Penne something something, which he really liked too!
Headed home on the bus, knowing where to get off, finally (on our last night, typical). Requested to be put in a different cabin to get away from the bed bugs, showered and washed everything.
You’d think after the rainy campsite, falling on my are (hurting myself and Brock’s technology) and now Bed-bugs that i wouldn’t like Venice… but i do, so much. It’s so magical. It blows my mind that everything runs on water. It took me a while (half of the first day maybe) to realize that they have no roads! I mean, of course they don’t, they have canals.. but i mean NO roads.. Taxi’s go on the water, the Metro goes on the water.. no cars, just boats. Staying 20mins (by bus) outside the city (where there is roads, obviously) is maybe why it took so long.. lets hope so anyway..
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Thur 07th Oct
Checked out of the campsite, see you later bed bugs!!
Do you remember a while ago i said we were thinking about driving round Italy (well i should say Brock driving and me getting us lost via map reading)? Well we decided to do it and today is day number one in our ten day stint! Brock headed off to pick up the car while i waited behind and read my book while looking after our stuff. After many hours i started to need to pee and simultaniously wonder what had happened to Brock. About an hour and a half after he said he’d be back he arrived giant smile on his face. He had got lost and was heavily relieved to be back. Sadly i greeted him with a grumpy face matched with a tapping foot (needing the bathroom) and empty stomach… With that we were off, on the road to Bologna via a place that looked on the map to be town shaped meaning there would be FOOD. SO with that we drove to… Chioggia where we walked the town, bought some pastries to eat then and there (such a nutritious lunch) and some snacks for the road, and again with a hiss and a roar (?) we were off on the road to Bologna!
We arrived in Bologna rather late (see my above map reading, or to be more fair google map on i-pod reading, skills) but luckily the hostel had somewhere we could park (saving us one drama at least). It was rather late though and we were in a less that hip (read: middle of no-where) part of town. We asked at the desk where we could find food and shown a takeaway pizza brochure… we decided we could do better and went wandering the mainly empty streets in search of sustenence. When i say mainly empty i mean there were no people and nearly no shops… we tried a fancy-ish looking place with many empty tables and were told they were full (bunch of snobs, pfft, fine don’t take our money then!) we settled on a place about 20mins walk away down a busy road. The place wasn’t fancy and we were the only people there… but it was a good meal all the same!
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Fri 08th Oct
Sadly our short car rental ment we had planned a reasonably whirlwind tour of Italy… our late arrival in Bologna ment we only had today to find explore the city and find out what it was all about. We packed up and left the hostel early-ish (lets not get too carried away now) and parked outside the city (only bikes and buses allowed in the middle of the day, how cool is that!). We explored the streets (mainly connected with a series of arches) from one end to the other.
Something i have been quite taken aback with in Europe is the way they make conszturction such an elegant affair. I have taken many photos of buildings like this one (under construction) with canvas facade but i think this one in Bologna was my favorite.
Stumbled upon the Archiginnasio Palace (built 1563 – it’s aim was to concentrate in a single location all the schools which had previously been dispersed in various places around the town) which was very beautifull and had a neat library.
We hunted down a place for lunch that was recommended to Brock via the magic of the interwebs and i had a Vege Lasagne (proving once again the awesome power of a good Lasagne).
Stumbled across a bookfair on our way back to the car. Of course i couldn’t read the books even if i wanted to, but it’s still fun to look… and OH they were so cheap!
Then the afternoon came, and it was time to leave. Sad really because although Bologna was busy and dirty there was so much i felt we could have seen!! The Wiki page lists nearly 20 museums all in Bologna.. ahh well maybe next time? We headed to Cinque Terre via Maranello so Brock could have a quick look in the Ferrari museum. The plan (when we though it was part of the facotry and free) was for us to both go but when we arrived and it was €13 i decided i didn’t like Ferrari that much and ended up ”reading” (which in this case meant snoozing) in the car.
We had already had such a giant day and the main bit of driving was still to come.. Cinque Terre here we come. Or should i say bendy mountain terrain i think i’m going to be sick!
The autumn colours were so beautifull that i tried taking a driving photo… we were going too fast though and the photo ended up looking like we were travelling through time- EXCITING!
We drove and drove (or Brock did i should say) the roads were small, the views awesome and finally we arrived (after taking a very wrong turn at the very end and ending up on a very small dark unmarked road) we arrived in the hostel in Biassa. Whew!
