Cinque Terre and Genova

A few things about Italy.
-Pedestrians have no rights
-the favorite phrases of people here "dime" (tell me) and "va bene" (okay).
-I had a Sicilian ask me if I was from Italy while I was staying in Rome...that was the biggest compliment Ive had so far. My accent is getting good. too bad im leaving now.

So when I got to Cinque Terre, I had no place to stay. I ended up setting up a shelter next to a rock wall in a vineyard. As soon as I set up, I had no real camping gear just a bed sheet, some dogs began barking and I quickly ran back down the hill to another vineyard and set up once again. Everything seemed fine until I began to hear a rustling in the bushes next to me and it made the sounds of a ferret. I decided Id try to take a Tylenol PM and sleep it off. An hour later, I was still unable to sleep and the temp dropped consistently. I decided to find a spot back in the town. After finding a relatively sheltered porch, I attempted to sleep to the sound of cars speedin up and down the street below me and drunk Australian tourists. A couple hours of half drugged sleep and numb legs, I decided to make for the coastal trail at 4:30am. I strolled past cats staring at me, the vagrant, to the tune of an eerie silence in the dark alleyways. After,I walked up to the ominously dark coastal path of the Via d'Amore...an enchanting hike for most couples during the daylight, but an eering darkness covered path with 200ft of cliff dropping off into the breaking waters below. I figured this was a good place to brush my teeth.
There are 5 towns in Cinque Terre spread out over several miles of terrain. I reached town 4 by 9am. Exhausted, I looked for a room. Then I ran into Dylan and Amy, my friends from the Athens train to Korinth!

They were the couple travelling for 9 months all over the world. They sold their condo after they got married and decided to travel off the profits, pretty cool.

Cinque Terre was amazing. Beautiful harbor, trails and people. I left the next afternoon for Genova.