We knew the weather wasn’t going to be perfect. We had planned to go to the Cinque Terre region and nothing was going to get in the way of our adventures. It was about a three-hour drive and the rain had been non-stop.
nothing was going to get in the way of our adventures.
As we drove through the windy roads we saw peek-a- boo views of the Thyrennian sea. We had decided to stay in Monterosso because it is one of the few seaside towns where we knew it would be large and flat. But when we pulled up to the town we were dismayed to see that there was a road block. Only residents of the town were permitted to enter.
We called our hotel since we were unsure how to enter, to ask about parking. They told us we were in the wrong spot and that we had to drive another 45 minutes to get to their location. For a moment we felt a little defeated, but as we turned around we noticed there was a public parking garage right in front of the gate. We decided to park and take a look around.
Instead of going to look for our original hotel we decided to walk around the town asking for availability. Hotel degli Amici ended up having a room for two with a terrace on the first floor, so we booked it. It was perfect! Super clean and right in the city center. We grabbed our bags from the car, dropped them off in the room.
We headed out for some exploring, with our cameras and umbrella in hand.
For such a gloomy day, there were still a lot of tourists migrating in groups from one sightseeing location to the next. While it had been raining for most of the trip the travel gods seem to be on our side as the weather began to clear up.
With our incredible luck with the weather, and finding a nice hotel to stay in we felt a renewed source of energy as we headed up the mountain side. We wanted to get a classic view of the sweet seaside town. Up and up we went until we found an old cemetery filled with tombs of the town’s oldest families. Once we got as high as we could we took several shots took a few deeps breaths and wandered back down the mountain.
Whenever I travel to a place, the last thing I want to do is try to follow some map.
The best experiences I have ever had while traveling is when I’m trying to get lost. In my adventures, I tended to stumble across more treasures than if I were to be nose deep in a map missing what was actually happening around me. Getting lost has actually become my favorite thing do to while traveling. It helps me understand the city in an organic way and also improves my internal compass. I can create my own map in my head of where everything is and learn more of my surroundings.
In our act of getting lost, we came across the cutest bakery, Wonderland Bakery. Not caring that it seemed like a tourist shop, we wanted some breakfast, and the aromas coming from that shop smelled so good we had to go in. After perusing the selection, we bought a few croissants, red velvet cupcakes, and a soda lemonade. Truly the best croissants I have ever eaten. We went back two more times to get more. I highly recommend going to check out this bakery, it’s pretty easy to find and well worth the trip.
We walked through the town, down to the water and along the pier. The dark ruminating clouds contrasted beautifully with the green mountains and colorful buildings. As the afternoon faded into evening, the street lanterns slowly began to give a glow to the atmosphere. The chilly night air encouraged us to head into a restaurant to get some hot food to warm our bellies. We ate bruschetta mista (a mixture of bruschetta) and seafood pasta at Il Piccolo Diavolo (The Little Devil) – it definitely hit the spot. After dinner, we headed back to the hotel and called it a day. Reminiscing over our beautiful day we looked forward to getting a good nights sleep, in order to feel refreshed and ready for the following days’ adventures.