The Cinque Terre is one of those magical places you’ve probably seen on travel inspo pages and never realised where it is. A series of five villages (Cinque Terre literally translates to 5 lands) of colourful houses, perch like birds on tree branches on the cliffs, hanging over the sea, their streets seeming perilously steep. We took a day trip out from Florence to go and visit these beautiful little towns, it was a pretty jam-packed day but it was definitely worth it. We visited each in turn, stopping for food and a look round the quaint little streets. We also briefly took the train between towns, it clung for dear life into the rocks, one side looking out over the azure sea below.
I feel like with somewhere as beautiful as this, the pictures really speak for themselves. I could describe the atmosphere to you, but, as they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.
There is something so charming about the way Italians hang their stuff to dry out the windows. Part of me wishes that I could just be a sheet, hanging there soaking in the sun in the lazy afternoons. I absolutely love the way the tree hangs over the tables and the way the tables are set with the umbrellas providing shade from the hot day.
In this photo, I absolutely love the contrast of the pink flowers against the yellow buildings and the white flowers against the pink building. The scene just seems so full of life the way people are sitting at the tables enjoying lunch, and some are walking round taking in the sights; and the shutters of most of the buildings are shut, with people snoring away having their afternoon siesta.
This little shop selling delicious looking food caught my eye the way it all just spilled out into the street. Bags of dried pasta and bottles of wine sit in the rustic containers. The items all beautifully packaged with bows looking ever so appealing. I would have loved to have just been able to sit and watch the world go by for hours. If I could choose to live anywhere in the world, I think it would be here.