CINQUE TERRE

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Yesterday was another washout. It began raining in the morning, not stopping until the evening. So no play. But did play rather a lot of pool with some of the other inmates here in the Pisa Hostel.
However today I had great faith in the weather forecast and headed up to the Cinque Terre national park. Its actually a string of five villages which cling to the rocky coastline, about 80 km north of Pisa. They are a maximum of around 3 km apart with an excellent train service (tunnels) connecting them. 


But first of all, the train from Pisa went near the mountains that I had seen from a distance a few times. They look like difficult walking.

The first village was Monterosso after a short train trip through all the others from La Spezia. It was a pleasant relief after the towns and cities that I have spent most of the time in. The train suddenly emerged from the tunnel and I was there.

This was the only village with a beach as the others are built on the steep cliffs dropping into the sea.

After Monterosso comes Vernazza which was devastated by a deluge last October,that went straight down the main street and its only now that things are beginning to get back to normal.

Flood debris dumped near the top of the village. About 180 cars were swept down to the sea.

Manarola was the best and the penultimate stop before the final village, Riomaggiore. The houses cluster on a rock which drops into the sea. A very photogenic place and plenty of scope to use the coastal path for dramatic views. 

And finally, the sea and the sky.

Home tomorrow. A 15 minute walk to the airport and hope the flight leaves on time at midday. Should be home 3 hours later and a good clean up, then think about the next trip. D

LUCCA AT LAST

Sadly, yesterday was a complete washout after the bright sunny preceding days. Hense the absence of a report.

So today I managed to get to Lucca. Its only an easy 30 minute train ride away and well worth the effort. The mountains in the distance are well over a 1000 metres, and were snow covered until a few days ago.

This small medieval town is completely surrounded by a high walkable wall. The foot path in the picture leads round to some stairs and then you are in the town.
Most towns here have a link with one celebrity or another and here it seems  Puccini, the composer is a popular lad. He had a string of names, but Giacomo was born here and just to let everyone know there is a bronze statue of him in one of the squares, several restaurants have images of him.

That's Lucca's claim to fame but it does have some great places to see, such as the Amphitheatre which is an almost perfectly round square, if you see what I mean!

The first time I heard of the new term for 'second hand' was a few weeks ago. It seems that no one would be seen dead buying clothes under that description, so you buy 'vintage' second hand clothes now. I suppose Camden Town sounds a bit upmarket but it all boils down to the same thing, a surcharge to justify the name and description of course. I wonder if they import used clothes from Britain too?

Although not so many as Florence or even Pisa, there are those intimidating herds of human kind who are followers of the sacred umbrella. One sight of them can turn the blood cold as they march, relentlessly bleating, and hanging on every word of their great leader. Just as in 'Animal Farm', they don't remember very much. Their weapon of choice is sharpened Nordic walking sticks I believe. I love'em really, really! 

Then there was guy saving on his water bills, filling plastic bottles with water from the virgin. 

The whole of the town within the old walls is mainly very historic. Its full of those kinds of streets more like corridors, where you hear the echo of your own footsteps, that is unless the Umbrellas are bearing down on you. 

Here are some shots of the town and also one of me at an arm and monopod length. D

Not sure, but maybe this was bad planning on someone's part!

Old, older, and much older

SUNNY IN SIENA

The day went to plan and the weather is what I would have expected for this part of Europe. As I boarded the train to Siena, the sky was a cloudless blue. The price is a pretty modest 15 Euro return from Florence.

Siena and Florence have a kind of rivalry going about which is the best town, and after seeing Siena I would certainly choose Siena. It doesn't have the same traffic problems and although its a lot smaller, it has a huge amount of medieval charm about it. 

The large sloping main square reminded me of a beach and the people on it seemed to have the same idea as they laid back and sunned themselves while the tide was out. 

It sounded like a seaside holiday resort too. I suppose I should have looked into it long ago, but during the last week I have come across a strange little sculpture not only in Florence. Maybe someone knows who the small boys are being suckled by a wolf. Its similar to the Moses story except he didn't get the canine treatment.

There is no escaping the obligatory cathedral, or three, and Siena does have one of those spectacular creations. Though smaller than the one in Florence it can still hold its own against countless others.

And finally to end an enjoyable day, here is the first view of the square as you descend the steps in this hilly little town.

SHELLEY WAS HERE

Its been a pretty nice day, the sun decided to make an appearance which toned down the cold wind. Stayed in Pisa and did some exploring as well as repeating some of yesterday's tramp. 
Found something which took me by surprise and that is a plaque on a remaining  wall of a demolished building. 

The plaque is on the wall near the centre of the picture on the left. It seems that Percy wrote his elegy for his friend John Keats, Adonais, here in Pisa in the building that has now crumbled. It was of course nearly 200 years ago in 1821 so I suppose its not too unlikely that the building has gone. Its always much better fun when I stumble on these things, like the George Orwell square in Barcelona, and Lord Byron's cafe in Sintra, near Lisbon.  
Also the Piazza dei Cavelieri had a certain old charm. Its a square not so far from the tower area. Come to think of it, nothing is very far from anything in this small town!

The main building in this small square has some amazing graffiti and just in front there is a very imposing statue of the man the square is dedicated to. Apparently, after a belated Wiki search the square is called Knight's Square as it was the headquarters of the Knights of St. Stephen and the man with his back to you is Cosimo I de' Medici, Duke of Florence in the 16th century.

I took a couple of extra pictures of the tower to show just how much it leans and for that matter, sinking. It was a better day for pictures so here they are.

That's all for now as I hope dinner won't be too long. Its curry tonight with the international trio. No guesses for who is going to cook it and I'll be watching carefully to try to pick up some hints. Cheers D

MONSOON TIME IN PISA

About a month ago I found a very cheap flight to Pisa, so that's why I'm here now. Of course nothing goes smoothly because as the plane descended through towering cumulus clouds like a  bucking bronco, I knew it wasn't going to be very dry down there in Pisa. The hostel lies about half way between the airport and the leaning thing, all easy walking distances.

However, due to some heavy rain, I took a bus to the hostel. Funny looking place but I think its ok. Not expensive, and next door to the railway station where I will get a train to Florence on Monday, and perhaps a day trip during the next couple of days because Pisa isn't such a large place to keep me interested. 
I wonder what tomorrow has in store?