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When we finally got back to Chioggia, after four weeks of traveling and staying in bed and breakfasts we were ready for some family time. Our last two weeks in Italy would be spent surrounded by friends and family, and of course food. One of our first evenings back in Chioggia we went to the fish festival. Every year this festival takes place down the main street of Chioggia and the food is AMAZING.
Can you get any more delicious than this? By the end of our trip I had become pretty skilled at filleting a fish. I hadn't ever done it before, but in Italy it seems that this is a pretty common way to serve fish. 
After a great meal of fresh clams and fish and whatever else was pulled out of the sea that day we decided to walk up the clock tower.
The street was full of people devouring the treats from the sea. And it is all for charity, not that I need an excuse to eat great food.
Chioggia, you sure were good to me.
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We finally arrived in Cinque Terre, despite all of our troubles in getting there. The funny thing is, despite everything that went wrong I couldn't be happier. I was with two of my favorite people in a beautiful place. Life couldn't be better.
We arrived in Corniglia in the morning by train. When we arrived we found a sign notifying us that the bus to the main part of town was not running due to technical difficulties. Of course. However, the people of Italy always seem to come through when the infrastructure fails us. A nice fella saw Jess, Charlie and myself struggling with our huge bags (I need to re-asses my packing style) and decided to give us a lift up the HUGE hill. Thank goodness because the 382 stairs would have been difficult.
We only had one Full day in Cinque Terre and we were determined to make the most of it. We arrived in our room, tossed our bags on the bed and headed out to explore. If you have ever had the chance to visit Cinque Terre, you know that one day is not enough of this beautiful place. I had to learn that the hard way. This is a shot of the trail that meanders between the villages of Cinque Terre. It is a lovely walk if you are up to it.
Just like the rest of Italy it was HOT. Hot and humid. Thankfully Cinque Terre was jellyfish free and we took full advantage of the beautiful water.
Manarola in all it's glory. One of the oldest towns of Cinque Terre, a gem.
Yes, we did get a chance to climb those stairs. All 382 of them. I just figured it was a good way to start working off my pasta belly. I welcomed the pounding of my heart in my chest. Several weeks of vacation can leave one feeling a bit sloth like.
After a long day of exploring we came back to the room to relax a bit and get cleaned up for dinner.
We arrived in Corniglia in the morning by train. When we arrived we found a sign notifying us that the bus to the main part of town was not running due to technical difficulties. Of course. However, the people of Italy always seem to come through when the infrastructure fails us. A nice fella saw Jess, Charlie and myself struggling with our huge bags (I need to re-asses my packing style) and decided to give us a lift up the HUGE hill. Thank goodness because the 382 stairs would have been difficult.
We only had one Full day in Cinque Terre and we were determined to make the most of it. We arrived in our room, tossed our bags on the bed and headed out to explore. If you have ever had the chance to visit Cinque Terre, you know that one day is not enough of this beautiful place. I had to learn that the hard way. This is a shot of the trail that meanders between the villages of Cinque Terre. It is a lovely walk if you are up to it.
Just like the rest of Italy it was HOT. Hot and humid. Thankfully Cinque Terre was jellyfish free and we took full advantage of the beautiful water.
Manarola in all it's glory. One of the oldest towns of Cinque Terre, a gem.
Yes, we did get a chance to climb those stairs. All 382 of them. I just figured it was a good way to start working off my pasta belly. I welcomed the pounding of my heart in my chest. Several weeks of vacation can leave one feeling a bit sloth like. After a long day of exploring we came back to the room to relax a bit and get cleaned up for dinner.
While trying to find a place to eat we heard a ruckus and decided to see what it was all about. We stumbled upon the national pesto making championship complete with pesto tasting free food and wine. Oh Italy, I love you.
After the pesto championship we wondered down to the lookout at the end of town. We found a charming young man playing some rather enchanting music creating a perfect atmosphere to was the sun dip below the mountains.
I love this shot of Jess. She is claims to hate to be photographed. I told her it is too bad that her biggest fan is a photographer. I think she is learning to live with me.
Cinque Terre, Thank you for a lovely time. You are a gem.
Matt:
Hi Sara!
We were in the Cinque Terre in March and had an amazing time! I’m glad to see you loved it and your pictures are amazing. I’m thinking of showing them to all our friends but claiming them as my own, any way of erasing your name from the lower left-hand corner? :O) Say hello to Charlie for me and I hope all is well. (How couldn’t it be?)
much love,
Matt
Sara Atkins:
Hey Matt! Isn't it amazing there? You are welcome to show them to your friends (especially the ones that are getting married or having babies soon!) You can just tell them that some creep named Sara Atkins managed to get a hold of your images and posted them on her site. I am sure they will never know =)
(08.12.10)
Dave McCrea:
Wow Sara that is a beautyfull place, thanks again for sharing, and expanding our worlds.
(08.12.10)
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I was E-flippin-lated when Jess told me that she would be joining us on the Cinque Terre portion of our Italian journey. Jess is my darling friend from Cape Town. She is the frosting on my cup cake. Poor thing, she didn't realize that Charlie and I have a knack for getting stuck. Or maybe she just didn't mind being stuck with us.
This is a shot of Jess and Charlie waiting for a boat that never came. That's right. We were sold tickets on July 9th for a boat that does not even start running until July 30th! Nice. We would have to wait there for three weeks if we wanted to use our tickets. You want to know the best part? The boat was our last option to get to Cinque Terre that day. There was no bus, no train, no taxi... and no boat. When I started suggesting that we look into chartering an airplane Jess decided it would be better to find a hotel for the night and try our luck the next day.
This is a shot of Jess and Charlie waiting for a boat that never came. That's right. We were sold tickets on July 9th for a boat that does not even start running until July 30th! Nice. We would have to wait there for three weeks if we wanted to use our tickets. You want to know the best part? The boat was our last option to get to Cinque Terre that day. There was no bus, no train, no taxi... and no boat. When I started suggesting that we look into chartering an airplane Jess decided it would be better to find a hotel for the night and try our luck the next day.
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Our last day of exploring in Milan took us to the city of Pavia. We walked around the city and eventually found our way to the The Certosa of Pavia, the monastery.
It was a blazing hot day and unfortunately the Church did not allow shorts inside. Charlie patiently waited outside while Dan and I explored the old monastery.
It was a blazing hot day and unfortunately the Church did not allow shorts inside. Charlie patiently waited outside while Dan and I explored the old monastery. It was a beautiful church, monitored by monks ensuring that there was no violation of the no shorts rule.
The gardens of the monastery were beautiful. From inside you can see where the monks reside. Not a bad place to spend your time. If I were a monk, I think I would be happy there... well other than the heat =)
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Our last day of exploring in Milan took us to the city of Pavia. We walked around the city and eventually found our way to the The Certosa of Pavia, the monastery.
It was a blazing hot day and unfortunately the Church did not allow shorts inside. Charlie patiently waited outside while Dan and I explored the old monastery.
It was a blazing hot day and unfortunately the Church did not allow shorts inside. Charlie patiently waited outside while Dan and I explored the old monastery. It was a beautiful church, monitored by monks ensuring that there was no violation of the no shorts rule.
The gardens of the monastery were beautiful. From inside you can see where the monks reside. Not a bad place to spend your time. If I were a monk, I think I would be happy there... well other than the heat =)
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