Now onto the Cinque Terre. This is Vernazza, the 4th of the five towns. The Cinque Terre...is sunny. One can feel a slight breeze, laundry hangs from most windows and flutters in the wind. The suns warmth bathes your skin as you walk. A slight smell of salt and fish occasionally tinges the air. One can hear a hammer thocking against wood sometimes as people work within the city. The pastel-colored houses appear to be stacked upon one another like blocks. A train whistle can be heard off in the distance once an hour. The cities are old...untouched by time...authentic...
This all paints a picture of the Cinque Terre. |
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