|You can kinda see what that article was talking about, right? |
Ignore the "rainbow," that's the result of me fighting with my
camera and my camera winning.
It’s called the Cinque Terre, meaning “five towns.” I just got back from my honeymoon there last month. On the train, my husband and I didn’t know what to expect. We had just spent a delightful day in Lucca, in the Tuscany area of Italy, and could not bare to part with the fabulous little city.
We were on a hot, sweaty train to Riomaggiore, the southernmost town of the Cinque Terre, where we would be staying for the next week. This was definitely the hottest train I had ever been on in my life and I was about to start complaining (even though my husband was the one who carried three bags while I carried only a purse) when I saw this:
That is the train station below. It’s right on the Ligurian Sea. The crystal-clear, beautifully sparkling Ligurian Sea. I had never seen anything like it in my life, and I live in South Florida, where people around the world come for the beaches. All five of the towns are directly on the sea and look like they might crumble into the water at any moment.
|At most train stations I've been, the main attraction is |
homeless people, but not here!
|You can't make this stuff up.|
|I sent myself this postcard to remember how truly insane|
it is to take a picture of a cat when you're in the most
beautiful place on Earth.