Cinque Terre (Part 1)

I'm in my room at the moment - it has been raining in London since mid-day and damn, this is so depressing. I need the sun! So after hours of chatting with Senah, exchanging updates and gossips, here I am in an attempt to blog about my recent trip to Cinque Terre.

Mak G has this coffee-table book at home "Top Places in Europe To Go" (or something similar like that). I don't know why she bought the book in the first place but I have been flipping through the book over and over again since she bought it, imagining myself to visit the places featured therein. So when Y & I had the opportunity to choose a destination of a place featured in the book, we quickly settled on Cinque Terre because -

(i) of the magnificent views and sceneries;
(ii) it's in Italy, neither one of us have been there;
(iii) we get to eat authentic Italian food; and
(iv) we get to exercise after eating those yummy foods by hiking and walking to the villages.

(Enough excuses, no? Maybe you can add a last paragraph after (iv) "a place to gawk at Italian guys".)



We took a flight to Genova, the birthplace of Christopher Columbus. From Genova, it was a 2-hour train ride to Riomaggiore - the last village in Cinque Terre, if you're coming from Pisa, Genova or Milan.


Welcome to Riomaggiore!