Coasting in the Cinque Terre

April was a fun month.  Other than our Easter meanderings in the Cotswolds I was essentially handcuffed to the table studying for my first three hour exam in years.  At the end of the month, I crushed that and Kyle and I hopped straight on a plane to Italy for a long weekend and our first glimpse at the sun in a while.  RESULT!

The Cinque Terre, not far from Pisa, is a collection of gorgeous coastal villages linked by hiking paths running through a national park.  We based ourselves in Monterosso, the largest one, and got amongst it.  Coastal means fresh seafood.  My bliss, Kyle's... tolerable.

Wandering through Monterosso, we found a place with this view to have a bite to eat.  And Kyle discovered for the both of us that pesto is amazing.  I know, everyone else knew that already.  Well, now we do too.

We used all modes of transport available to mooch between villages - the train, a ferry and, of course, our own two feet.  We didn't really get up to much, to be honest.  Just chilled out, enjoying being outside in the warmth and admiring the multi-coloured buildings.  We ate fresh fried seafood out of cones, drank house wine by the carafe, naturally there was gelati (contain your surprise, please)

We made our way back to Pisa airport a little than necessary too.  Why???  So we could get these, like every other plonker in the place.  Natch.

 
We were glad we got that sunshine too.  A couple of weeks later, we were in chilly Reykjavik.

M&K xxx