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Exploring Italy by Train and Foot

This weekend was interesting to say the least.  I was able to explore Italy by train and by foot!  I had my first experience with the Italian train system on my way to Rome.  I woke up bright and early on Friday morning and ventured to the train station.  We printed our tickets and almost forgot to get them stamped.  It’s very important to get them stamped before you get on and to do this you simply find the little yellow boxes near the platforms.  Since it was so early I tried to nap on the train but I found that my attention was drawn to the scenery outside and I began to closely pay attention to the way the landscape changed as we left Tuscany.  Once we arrived in Rome,  we went to the hostel and tried to check in.  We were greeted by a creepy stairwell and a less than friendly receptionist named Mike.  He even joked (I hope) about bringing a gun out if we get too loud.  Who does that?!  Anyway, we couldn’t check in until 2 pm so we quickly left and began our tour of the city.  We started with the ever so famous and beautiful Colosseum.  The line to enter was extremely long and although I’m upset I didn’t get to go inside, I’m almost glad that we didn’t or else I never would’ve been able to see everything that I did.Roma 024.JPG

After seeing a few things, we went to grab lunch.  We wanted pizza because we were told pizza in Rome is much better than in Florence so we asked a local where the best pizza place was.  The rumors are true and the pizza was awesome.  After lunch, we saw a few more things and then headed back to the hostel.  Surprisingly, our room was very nice and we even had our own bathroom to use.  That evening, we went to an Ice Bar that was -5 degrees!  We had a lot of fun but when we got too cold, we left and went to the oldest Irish Pub in Rome and it happened to be karaoke night!  It was fun to see the locals sing because many of them sang American songs.  The following day we woke up early and had a full day of sight seeing before we almost missed our train!  We were able to see the Colosseum, the Pantheon, the Vatican and St. Peters basilica, the Trevi Fountain, the Spanish Steps, King Caesars palace, and the Roman Forum.  I would have to say that my favorite part of the trip was going inside St. Peters basilica.  It was absolutely breathtaking.  Just make sure that if you plan on going inside that you have your shoulders covered and a dress or pants that hit below your knees.

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On Sunday morning, back in Florence, we woke up bright and early again.  Today, we were venturing to Cinque Terre (literally five earths or five towns).  These five beautiful towns are built on mountainsides along the coast and date back centuries.  They are fisherman towns and are widely known for their fresh pesto and fresh anchovies.  They are also very different from most towns because they are set directly on the mountainside and are very colorful.  Above the fortresses built for protection  against pirates sit a cluster of muli-colored pastels.  The fisherman’s would paint their house these colors so when they left on their trips they could identify their houses and wave to their families.  Cinque Terre 091.JPG

We got off of the train in Riomaggiore and were blown away by the view, little did we know the views only got remarkably more amazing.  From Riomaggiore, we walked along ‘Via dell’Amore’ (lovers lane), where lovers come and put locks along the path to lock in their love.  When we arrived in Manarola we had to take a train to Corniglia because the paths were under construction.  Once we got to Corniglia we climbed about 400 steps! This picture is from just over half way up!

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At the top of the steps we got lunch and naturally I had to try the famous pesto and I quickly came to the conclusion that it was the best I’ve ever had. After lunch we hiked to Vernazza and when I say hike I mean it was a full on nature hike up and over the mountain!  It was exhausting but a ton of fun! This picture is from about half way through the hike.  The town you see is Corniglia, where we started this hike.

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Once we arrived in adorable little Vernazza, we got gelato, sat on the beach for a while and then took a fairy to Monterosso where the beaches were rolling.  All five towns were absolutely gorgeous and I recommend a trip to Cinque Terre if you are ever in Italy!

This weekend I was able to travel pretty far on the trains and the sight I saw along the way were just as amazing as the ones I saw by foot.  The rolling landscape with towns sitting in the plains between them and the white washed villas sitting atop the mountainside with vast vineyards are all just as beautiful as the Collosseum or the black sand beaches.  I have begun to really take notice to the small difference from town to town and the large differences in landscape here compared to the landscape at home.


Location: Florence, Italy

One Week

So so so so so sorry I have not been writing/photo-updating!  Finals are crazy!

So, I’m just going to write about Italy and not photoblog about it, because I don’t have time to photoblog right now.

We flew into Milan and slept in the airport night #1 in order to save money, because hostels in Milan are CRAZY EXPENSIVE.  Just like the rest of the city.  Everything was very elegant and there were just dozens of designer stores everywhere.  We explored a bit, got some solid gelato, and wandered around a big flea market.  There really isn’t too much to do except shop in Milan, so we headed to our hostel in Genova a bit earlier than expected.  HELPFUL HINT:  We had a ton of luggage for our trip, and we didn’t want to lug it around Milan all day.  SO we ended up storing it at the train station for very cheap.  I highly suggest doing that if you aren’t checking into your hostel right away when you are traveling.  That was awesome.

Anyway, Genova was sweet.  It was SO HIGH UP.  The roads are very narrow and windy.  Seriously the craziest bus rides ever.  But the view from our hostel was spectacular.  And we went out to dinner and got some delicious pizzas (the first of many we would get on this trip).  We left Genova early in the morning to get our train to Monterosso in Cinque Terre.  We arrived and it was BEAUTIFUL.  We stayed in an apartment than an American girl and her Italian boyfriend owned.  It was awesome.  There were 6 of us total, so it was a little tight, but our view was spectacular and we had a grape vine and a lemon tree (AWESOME).  It was also very close to everything (though the towns are very small, so unless you are halfway up the mountain, everything is rather close).  We were beach bums most of the time.  On my 21st birthday, I decided to do a 3 hour hike into the next town with my friend Brittany. HELL OF A HIKE.  Holy hiking, seriously.  It was the scenic route since all of the coastal trails were closed due to rock slides and such in the winter.  And it was HARD.  But we made it to the other town, and saw some incredible views.  We also went out for a full 3 course Italian meal on my birthday.  SO GOOD.  Then we passed out (hell of a birthday, huh? haha).  The rest of the week we explored more of the towns, hiked some more, and laid on the beach.  Our town was by far the best town out of the 5…mostly because we had a huge beach and they didn’t have any.  I don’t know what you would do there without a beach, really.

So. Came home from Italy on Easter.  Started to prep for finals.  Have had my Irish Music and Dance, Geoscience, and Irish Folklore exams so far.  I only have one left, and it is for my Psychology course…and it is on a Saturday (really?! Saturday exams? That sucks). 

I am also very torn about coming home.  I want to see all of my friends from home. A lot. I miss them so so so so so so so so much.  But I don’t want to leave my housemates and friends here.  But I am INCREDIBLY sick of the immaturity level of Irish people.  The series of events that have led me to hate Irish people:

1.  These kids were in my house one night and threw my shoes out of my house.  MY NICE RUNNING SHOES.  And I found one in the neighbors bush the next morning. But the other is nowhere to be found. Thanks for that.
2.  That same night, my friend Katie and I were getting kebabs before going to the pub.  Katie gets hers and pays for it, and this Irish guy literally takes it right out of her hands and runs away with it. Her response, “MY KEBABBBBBBBB!!”  But…really? REALLY? It’s 5 euro. You can’t get your own damn kebab?
3. Someone stole my housemate’s student ID card.  They checked out a book at the library then returned the card. So now she’s receiving all of these emails saying she owes money for this book she didn’t check out (late fees). And she’s going to end up paying for the damn book.
4. Someone broke into my friend’s house one night while we were all hanging out and broke the “break in case of fire” box.  250 euro fine.  STUPID.
5.  Eggs. People throw eggs everywhere. DISGUSTING. GROW UP.
6.  I was walking home happy to be back in Ireland after a trip, and these guys drive by in an SUV and pull out a giant super-soaker…and I get soaked (good thing the name rings true to its outcome, huh?). 

I am so lucky to have awesome housemates and friends, cause if I was stuck purely with college-aged Irish kids, I would be pissed off.  My best Irish friend here is 28 years old. Go figure.

So. Yeah. One week til I go back to the states. The first thing I am going to do is go to several doctor’s appointments, because Ireland has destroyed my immune system.  Then I am going to go to Fatheads in Pittsburgh, order a bangin’ sandwich with their homemade french fries and ask for a vat of ranch dressing.  Seriously. Why don’t they have ranch in Europe?!

Might do one more entry before I leave, depending on my time constraints.  Packing is NOT going to be fun.

Cheers,
Melanie

Oh, PS. I also won a photo competition at UL for my photos in Ireland.  Won a hoodie and 40 euro (could have taken 80 euro, but the hoodie is pretty cool. haha). SO YAY!


Location: Limerick, Ireland

A Fantastic Weekend in Cinque Terre

SUNDAY, MAY 15th,

This past weekend, we went on a weekend trip to Cinque Terre. It was very easy getting there, since there was a train that took us from Rome pretty much directly to the Cinque Terre region. The weekend was so much fun! I have found my future home. Seriously, I am going to start studying Italian now so that I can speak it when I get the money to retire here or something. It was the most beautiful place that I have ever been to.

 Cinque Terre is a group of 5 fishing villages that are connected by walking paths, hiking trails, and trains. Unfortunately, most of the walking trails and hiking paths were closed because the weather was so bad that day, but the trains between the towns worked out perfectly for us. Each village had its own unique persona even though they were so closely grouped together. Due to the timing, we only had a chance to really see 3 of the towns in full, but I guess that means I’ll have to go back in the future!

We left very early in the morning on Saturday to get the train station in Rome. We all slept on the 4 hour train ride. We got to our hotel in La Spezia around noon, and from there, hopped on a quick 10 minute train into the Cinque Terre region. We got off the train in the first town, Riomaggiore. We didn’t stay too long in this town because we were anxious to get on the only walking path that was open that connected Riomaggiore with the second town, Manarola. The path winded around the cliffs against the ocean, and offered beautiful views of both towns and the Mediterranean Ocean. Here’s pictures of the path and the views from it:

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These are all locks that husbands and wives carved their names in and locked to the railings. They were all over the place on this path. I thought it was a really neat and cute alternative to the grafitti which I see all over Italy.

 

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The houses on the hillside were exactly what I wanted to see from Italy. It was almost too perfect.

The path left us in the town of Manarola, which was a very cute residential town that had a few touristy shops and a bunch of good looking restaurants. We didn’t stop to eat here, though, because we weren’t hungry just yet (but keep reading for the most epic meal I’ve ever had). Anyway, Manarola was really sweet and it looked like the most habitable one. So, this could be my pick for my future home. Here are some pictures of Manarola:

 

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We took the train from Manarola to the third town, Corniglia. After getting off the train, however, we learned that we needed to walk up 364 steps in order to actually get to the town. We braved it out, and we all made it up the cliff. It was definitely worth the effort because the views from this town were definitely the best in the three towns that we got to see. This town was pretty awesome, and the houses and apartments here seemed to be a little nicer and the views out all the windows were worth $1 million each. Anyway, it will probably be best to just show the pictures of the views instead of trying to describe them:

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Rome 3 106.JPGAfter we spent some time in Corniglia, we got back on the train to the fourth town, Vernazza. This was a beautiful place also, but it seemed to be the most touristy. HOWEVER, I had the best meal of my life in this town. After walking around all of these towns, we finally got to Vernazza around 5:30 and we were STARVING. Since this was kind of like our vacation from all the schoolwork and stuff that we have all week, we were really looking for a relaxing, authentic Italian meal. Since we’ve come to Rome, we haven’t really gotten the “authentic” Italian cuisine since we’ve either been eating at a bunch of restaurants in the center of Rome that have been tourist-ized, or we’ve just cooked our own meals. We decided that since we were on the path less traveled (Robert Frost, anyone?), the restaurants in Cinque Terre would be much more authentic and awesome.

We were right. All of the restaurants didn’t open until 7 because Italians eat dinner later than Americans do, so we had to wait. We looked around Vernazza for about an hour, while in the mean time we asked all of the local shop owners where the best restaurant in the area was. There was a unanimous decision on this one restaurant in Vernazza called Belforte Ristorante. We decided to try it out. Since it was the best restaurant, it was completely booked, but they didn’t book the outside deck because it was raining and kind of cold outside. It was covered, however, so we were fine with sitting outside. Besides, we weren’t going to pass up the opportunity to eat at the best restaurant in the area. So, we ended up getting our own private outdoor seating deck!

Now let me tell you about my meal. The restaurant owner spoke very good English, and he waited on us the entire time (which was 2 � hours). We asked him to bring out some good local wine, and we all had a glass or two of wine from an area slightly north of Tuscany. My first course was spaghetti “Bruno” style which was spaghetti and mussels in a homemade marinara sauce. The spaghetti was homemade of course and the mussels seemed like they were caught that morning. My second course was a plate of straight up mussels. Again, they were definitely caught that morning. My main course was shrimp scampi, which was FOR SURE the best part of the meal. The menu said that the scampi was their specialty, so I figured I would go for that since the specialty of the best restaurant of the area would have to be pretty damn good. And it was. I was in heaven for about 20 minutes. Then, for dessert, I had caramelized strauberries (that’s how the menu spelled strawberries), in vanilla gelato. SUCCESS. So, 4 courses – 70 Euro. But, totally worth it. I would have paid quadruple that to tell you the truth.

 

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I caught Pat stealing Abby’s food while she was looking at the camera haha.

After that, we just got on the train back to the hotel, and we were all so satisfied with food that we just all passed out in our beds immediately after a hot shower for each of us. It was the most amazing day. I swear that I will be back to Cinque Terre sometime in my life, and I will definitely go back to that exact restaurant too.


Location: Vernazza, Italy