Cinque Terre06.08.2013 | Culture and Society
Today we took a day trip to a place called Cinque Terre, which translates to Five Cities. Basically, all of these cities are very close to each other, so you can either hike or take a short train ride to each one.
We decided to start at the top of the hill at the first city and then work our way down. This first city is one of the beach towns, which was absolutely beautiful with its rocky beach. Then, we decided to hike over to the next city—also one with a beach. It would be the longest hike they had—about two hours—but we were ready to do some hiking in the beautiful weather. Little did we know that it was about to be one of the roughest hikes that any of us had ever done.
First of all, there really was no path or trail or anything letting you know that you were hiking in the right direction. Secondly, the “path” was a narrow dirt and rock filled strip of land. We were also walking up a cliff with no railings of any sort preventing us from plunging into the rocky water. But, besides all of that, it was a gorgeous hike.
There were a lot of hidden waterfalls within the woods of the trail as well as beautiful views of the ocean and hills of greenery. After what seemed like forever, we finally had a view of the next town—thank goodness we were going in the right direction all of this time!
At the next town, we stopped for gelato and relaxed for a bit on the rocky beach, collecting sea glass on our way. As much as we didn’t want to leave the beach, we decided that we should be on our way to the next town so that we could see as much as possible—but this time we were going to take the train, especially after that long hike of ours.
The next town we took a small hike and saw a cemetery as well as a children’s playground. There were also some really cool looking flowers and plants that lined the trails. Yes, this time there was a trail, because ironically enough, someone from Ohio had been killed a few years ago when a wave crashed her into the rocks. Now, there is a railing in this area as well as a memorial built into the rocks.
After a while, we realized that we would only be making it to these three cities, so we stopped for dinner—lobster ravioli and then headed back to Florence. What a beautiful set of cities!