Third Destination : : Cinque Terre Our travel within Italy was via Trenitalia, the country’s primary train operator. I’m happy to report that it was smooth sailing training with the exception of one rather significant occasion, on which I will expound a little later in the post. Fret not. In the Bard’s own words…All’s well that ends well. After a splendid week in two of Italy’s most historic cities, we were ready for a culture break. There seemed no place better for a time out than Cinque Terre, a string of five tiny villages clinging to the edges of the Ligurian Sea…which, in all honesty…I referred to as the Mediterranean the whole time we were there…..’Oooooh….looky dat, it’s the Mediterranean.’ ‘Oooh, oooh…I just dipped my hand in the Mediterranean.’ ‘Ooooh..isn’t the sun setting on the Mediterranean…

Well, hiya. I mentioned in my previous post that G & I holidayed in Italy in October. Well, just saying ‘Been there, done that.’  doesn’t feel like enough. My blog is a diary of sorts and though the subject matter is usually stuff I’ve made…each post manages to capture at least a few moments of my everyday life….if not in the writing, then via a photo.  It’s as though the words, or the images, make it easier for me to access a memory…and I like that. With that in mind, I decided to write a blog post…actually two blog posts.  Hey…it helps me keep my memories intact and it’s a little armchair travel for you.  Okay…technically….not my first trip to Italy…I was one of a bunch of giggly girls herded around London and Italy many…