Re: Spain, the Cinque Terre, Rome
We're still feeling pretty good. Some more experienced looking hikers are passing us, kitted out in spandex hiking shorts and ski-pole looking hiking sticks. Alpinists? So European.
These guys were just breezing past us like they were on a timed course, or maybe they heard there was a Speedo sale in Vernazza
(I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. No more jokes in poor taste, I promise.)
<span style="font-weight: bold">We climb higher </span>



<span style="font-weight: bold">Are we there yet?</span>

<span style="font-weight: bold">Looking back at Monterosso</span>


<span style="font-weight: bold">
Stopping to smell the ?roses</span>


We're still feeling pretty good. Some more experienced looking hikers are passing us, kitted out in spandex hiking shorts and ski-pole looking hiking sticks. Alpinists? So European.
These guys were just breezing past us like they were on a timed course, or maybe they heard there was a Speedo sale in Vernazza
(I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. No more jokes in poor taste, I promise.)<span style="font-weight: bold">We climb higher </span>



<span style="font-weight: bold">Are we there yet?</span>

<span style="font-weight: bold">Looking back at Monterosso</span>


<span style="font-weight: bold">
Stopping to smell the ?roses</span>






















We were planning a late night stroll on the beach after dinner, but full belly and tired body sent us straight to bed.
The sand in Barcelona was coarse though, so I'm thinking Nice is similar.
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Tsmall, I'm so glad you're along for the ride. I'm also a huge lover of architecture, and that's why I couldn't get enough of the Alahambra and Spain in general. Maybe I'll be back in another 5 years
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...cept I'm sitting in NM....
I was fooled when we flew into Madrid, because the land looked dry and dusty. It wasn't until we were travelling south by train that we started seeing some breathtaking vistas, little medieval towns perched above canyons, rolling fields, the whole works
The sea food was so fresh, the pasta had the right amount of bite, and the olive oil was fruity and just right. They made one huge bowl for all four of us, and we did EAT. Sorry no food shots in Italy; belly came first. Italy is for people who LOVE food; leave your diet at the border. After dinner, we dragged ourselves up the hill to the trains station and went back to Monterosso for the night.




























[/quoteEvery time Ivisit Europe I can't helpo think that all of that atleast much of it was achieved by the enslavement of peoplewho are still experiencing it even today,becaus ethey wer never giveneven a start after openslavery was abolished.








I hope they're still together, Daniele and his Elisa. *sigh* Italy is made for lovers.
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