Day one of hiking trip, day 2 in Italy, and day 3 of travel. By this time we'd already crossed the Atlantic, spent a night in Milan, and taken the train down to the Cinque Terre. Ecco Monterosso.
St. Francis and wolf.
Monterosso harbor.
Is it dinner time yet?
Limoncello class of 2007.
Our first taste of the hikes.
Thirsty?
Beam me up, Scotty.
High above new Monterosso.
Prickly pear.
Pictured here is one of the many terraced hillsides in the Cinque Terre, taken on a short hike up a trail above Monterosso..
This and the prior pic were taken on a short hike within Monterosso.
Same.
I like curlicues.
Especially with stormy skies above.
Quite the promenade.
Enjoying the seaside piazza in old town Monterosso, not far from our hotel.
A wild hair.
One way to give vertigo to a climber.
One of arah\'s favorite colors. And in the fall!
Getting stoned.
Where\'s my harness?
Above Santa Marguerita.
Future vacation home. Yours for just a few Euro.
Portofino.
One of the Kiwis, our guide Alessandro, and Arah, at right, in Portofino Piazza.
Another Portofino shot.
Lighthouse at Portofino.
Sept. 30: day 2 of hiking trip: starting out in Santa Marguerita.
A truckload for the town market.
Light over the Mediterranean.
Many of these hiking trails were paved like this (and in other ways).
One of the other ways.
One view of Portofino, a town just outside of the Cinque Terre. Somewhat glitzy (note the cruise ship).
Wild & wacky vines.
Our entry down into Portofino.
Happy in the Mediterranean.
The rich boaty people hanging out in the piazza.
Check out her heels. It was good entertainment watching her stay upright, while walking on the cobblestones.
Wild & wacky stonework.
A finer use of yellow roses.
The only non-classical statue in the harbor. BOOBIES.
A shot of mid-afternoon energy.
Just in case you didn\'t see the yummy crema on Steve\'s coffee.
Morning in Riomaggiore.
