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The Cinque Terre region of Italy has some of the most iconic sights in the world. You’ve probably seen pictures of it on your friend’s computer as a lockscreen or something like that. Almost everyone has, even if they don’t know it, but most of the photos don’t really do it justice, so I will give you some tips for visiting this picturesque region yourself. I will warn you, though, there are tons of tourists. It felt like an anthill, and we were there on a day when no cruise ships were in the region. If you hate crowds, you might not want to come here (although you really should just suck it up and go anyway, it’s that cool), so I will touch on what else there is in this region in my next post, but this one is all about the middle three towns of the Cinque Terre. Sit back, relax, and prepare to be amazed (by the scenery and the sheer number of tourists).
The first town we went to in the Cinque Terre region was Vernazza. We would’ve taken the ferry, but it was only running to the first and last towns, which we didn’t have time to visit, so we ended up taking the train from La Spezia to Vernazza and starting there. When I got to Vernazza, the first thing I noticed were the houses. These weren’t just any houses, though, they were beautiful, the iconic Cinque Terre beauties we all see at some point in a national geographic magazine and usually wonder where they are. But, just in case you haven’t seen them, allow me to describe them. Imagine beautiful three-story houses painted in all different colors of the rainbow, connected wall to wall, with beautiful, tiled roofs, branching out into a beautiful web of cobblestone streets. It’s like walking through a rainbow. Just looking down the main street of this town, you can see why these beautiful places are famous. Look back once you reach the water for one of the best views of the town you can get, with the town fanning out up the hills in the cove. In addition to the main streets, there are several branching alleys going up the hills to the sides. Also, as well as having the picturesque rainbow houses typical of Cinque Terre towns, this town had a church down by the shore, and a small castle tower set up on a cliff facing the water. We started the hike from here to Corniglia after walking around the town for a few minutes and taking some photos. We hiked up the hill and looked back at the town from the crest once we got a little farther up, and I was able to get an amazing photo of the town and the sea beyond it. I forgot to mention it before, but I got a new filter for my camera before this trip, and I tested it on a lot of the wide shots of the Cinque Terre towns, which is why the water in a lot of my photos is weird and glassy, with streaks of white instead of waves. The filter is called a neutral density filter, and it is basically sunglasses for your camera, which enabled me to take much longer photos and make water look like marbled glass. It’s a lot of fun to use, and I hope you appreciate the ethereal effect it gives my photos.
VernazzaVernazza from aboveND photo of Vernazza
After I was done taking photos, we moved on to the trail between Vernazza and Corniglia. This trail is amazing, as you walk along the hillsides above the water. It also has the added benefit of being a difficult trail, meaning it’s not that crowded, a nice break from the constant tide of tourists in the main towns. Also, just so that you don’t have to deal with getting to the trail only to be denied access, please wear decent shoes. They won’t let you on at all if you wear flip-flops, and in my opinion, hiking boots are the best way to go anyway. It’s a tough trail in places, and let’s just say stairs are not in short supply here, but the weather was good, and the water was an incredible shade of blue. The whole hike was set into beautiful, rolling hillsides covered with a carpet of trees and shrubbery. We walked down this picturesque path for a long time, and when we reached a little stand next to the path, we all needed a break. The stand we found was a little juice shop run by a family along the path that had a garden set up there. This stand served pomegranate juice with mixed fruit added to it, and each drink is uniquely made. We ordered, and soon we were sipping refreshing pomegranate juice and looking out across the sea from our little table. The family uses all sorts of fresh fruit, and as I watched, I noticed that there were all sorts of little techniques that the person running the stand used, everything from cutting a slit in oranges to attach them to a glass to making watermelon flags using toothpicks and small pieces of watermelon that fell off as he cut the larger parts. I liked all the fruit used for my drink, but the cantaloupe was especially flavorful and gave the juice a wonderful sweetness! After this, we continued down the path, and soon we could see the town! Once the town was in view, I decided to go down onto a balcony and take some shots of the town and the coast around it.
A view from the trailOur drinks between Vernazza and CornigliaCornigliaND photo of Corniglia
Corniglia was perched up on the crest of a hill near the water, made up of clusters of tall rainbow buildings, shot through with a web of beautiful, branching cobblestone streets. As we entered the town, the first thing we noticed was that, while still crowded, it felt less like an amusement park and more like a beach on a three-day weekend in terms of the scale of the crowds. It was busy, but not anthill-like and crammed. The main reason this town was less busy was because it was impossible to get there using the ferry, and, if you wanted to get there using the train, you had to climb up 33 flights of stairs (or 383 individual stairs) to get there. We decided to stop here for lunch, and we went down an alley, found some stairs, and went down to, Andrea’s Corniglia, a little sandwich shop Dad found. I had a prosciutto sandwich (well, technically, it was Mom’s, but I took it), while my parents split a salami and olive sandwich (I originally ordered it, but it had too much olive for my taste) and another prosciutto sandwich. The sandwiches were great, and the prosciutto was quite tasty, and sliced at the perfect thickness. After lunch, we walked through the thin, winding streets of town, refilled our water, and then got moving back towards the stairs that would take us to the train station. First, though, we stopped at Alberto Gelateria, a little gelato shop on the way back. If it’s there, I highly recommend Crema Portofino (I don’t exactly remember what it was, but it was the best flavor we tried in the whole shop). Also, if you like it, I highly recommend licorice (but, be warned, licorice gelato in Italy is strong, even stronger than coffee gelato, which, in case you were wondering, is also amazing most places, but that’s not exactly a surprise, Italy specializes in coffee and gelato, the combination physically couldn’t be bad). After that, we went down the overly long set of stairs down to the train station and continued to the next town.
When we got to Manarola, we walked through the center of town and out to the harbor. By now, it was getting late, and the crowds were thinning out a bit, so it felt slightly quieter. As we got closer to the water, the town spread out down the left peninsula of its cove, and a walkway split off to the right side, across a cliff above the water. I went down that walkway to get some photos, and I was very happy with the triangular shape of the houses connected to the hill, and the multileveled stone, water, and houses that added depth to the scene. The result was a beautiful, multi-tiered effect that probably explains why you’ve seen this town on so many backgrounds and screensavers. It is beautiful, and if you were to only go to one of the towns, I would suggest you go here. I loved this place, and honestly, I think it’s one of the coolest towns in Italy. It is amazing to look at, and the town spreading back up the hills in its little cove is one of the most picturesque views in the world. I probably have the least to say about this town, but that’s probably caused by a combination of it being so beautiful words can barely describe it, and the fact that we only looked around the town for a little bit, and then left because we were getting hungry (it’s probably more caused by the latter more than the former, but still). I loved this place! After that, we boarded the train (but, oddly enough, not our train, we got on the wrong train, although it may have actually been more efficient, and was certainly less crowded, as it didn’t stop at the last Cinque Terre town) and went back to the train station in La Spezia, then took a bus back to our hotel (more on where that was next post).
ND photo of Manarola
All in all, I loved the Cinque Terre region, and it may very well be one of my favorite places I have been to, which, as you probably know, I have been lots of amazing places. I think Cinque Terre is a lot like Yellowstone. It’s amazing, and you have to see it sometime in your life. I might not want to go back due to all the tourists, but it was one of the most amazing places I have ever been. So, do yourself a favor, go visit it sometime in your life, you have to see it. Make sure you check it off your list, because if you don’t go, you have no idea how much you’re missing.
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I hate soft cheese with a burning passion. Or at least, I did, until a cooking class in Crete changed my mind. I was walking down a small cobblestone path through the abandoned olive mill of Kapsaliana, enjoying the gardens as I went to the outdoor kitchen for my very first cooking class. I was super excited, and after I crested the final step, I ran eagerly into the kitchen to see the ingredients I would be working with. All of them looked great to me, until I saw the plate of soft, crumbly cheese (fresh Mizithra, to be specific). After I saw that, I thought “oh great, why, of all the ingredients they could have chosen, did it have to be soft cheese,” and I suddenly doubted why I was there at all. However, since I was determined to try new things on our trip, I pressed on and prepared to start cooking.
After fixing the cheese plate with a baleful glare, I grabbed the fresh dough from the pile and prepared to make a Sfakianopita, a traditional Cretan hand pie filled with cheese and coated with honey and sesame seeds. I grabbed the rolling pin and began rolling the Sfakianopita dough into a thin, flat circle. The dough seemed to sense my hesitation about the cheese, and was reluctant to turn into the right shape, giving me more time to dread the step when I would be forced to add the cheese. Then, after carefully attempting to grab the cheese plate without touching the cheese, I poured it into the middle of my dough. At first, I questioned myself, thinking ”what have I done?” Eventually, I sucked it up and moved on to the next step, folding the dough into a dumpling-like shape, carefully avoiding the cheese like it would give me the plague if I touched it. Then, I got to take my anger out on it by flattening it with a rolling pin. At that point, I put the Sfakianopita into the pan, which was coated with olive oil, and delighted with the glorious sound of the cheese being fried as I coated the pie with sesame seeds and honey, and hoped that the flavor of the honey would be strong enough to smother the flavor of the cheese. Once the seeds started to toast, the pie smelled so good that I was actually starting to get excited to try my Sfakianopita.
Before trying the cheese
When the pie was done, I pulled it out of the pan and put it on a plate, enjoying the satisfying sizzles and splatters coming from the beautiful, golden-brown pie. Then, fearing that all my work would be for nothing and that I would hate it, I took a bite. The flavors exploded in my mouth, a detonation of beautiful honey, sweet dough, toasted seeds, and, to top it off, a beautiful, fried, cheesy flavor. It was incredible, and the mild, slightly earthy element the cheese added was eye-opening, and mouth-wateringly good. I found myself wishing that I had made another pie, so that I could savor the experience for longer. I would make this dish again at home in a heartbeat, but, ironically, the only ingredient I can’t find is the cheese.
After trying the cheeseDakos Salad, another wonderful dish I made during this class, and homemade TzatzikiHortopita, roughly translating to grass pie, with extremely fresh herbs and more soft cheese
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Athens is a very unique city, with history readily available for anyone to see. It is like someone pulled the city out of a textbook, and made it come to life. The city does not just showcase the past, it is the past itself meshing with everyday life today. Even the thought of this is amazing, and it is something that works even better in practice. For instance, you can just walk off a side street with a convenience store and find yourself near the ruins of massive temple, with huge columns scattered around the foundation of a massive marble building. While just wandering around is fun, you will probably need a guide to help. I certainly did, after all! While I have no doubt you could enjoy the city without one, seeing a lot of the sights and learning all the history that you can in the time that you are there almost certainly requires a guide. The guide I used, Dimitria, was very nice, and knew a ton about the city. I, for one, highly recommend her tours for anyone interested in learning about the wonders of the city, because her tours can teach you everything you need to know about the city. Her email is dpapadopou@yahoo.com, and, if you would like to schedule a tour, email her.
The Temple of Hephaestus
For my Athens walking tour on the first day, I started in the new Acropolis museum. The way in was paved with glass windows looking down into an excavation site. It was quite impressive, as the museum was not just showcasing history, it was quite literally built on it. Understanding the past is an important step towards understanding the future, making Athens a city of knowledge. The exhibits on the first floor were amazing, with tons of ancient pottery and statues. The statues were particularly impressive, and although some were missing sections, they were still quite clearly excellently made. Most of these statues either depicted mythological Greek monsters, heroes, or Athena, however, some depicted the day-to-day life of Athenians. One particular set of statues once supported the Erechtheion in the place of columns, and one was actually missing for a strange reason. During Ottoman occupation of Greece, the British actually stole one of the columns, as well as some statues and tiles from the Acropolis. These statues are currently displayed in the British museum, and the Greek government is attempting to get the statues back. Until then, however, the museum is leaving an empty slot where one of the statues once stood in order to remind people of what happened.
Statues that once supported the Erechtheion.
After learning about the history of the statues, I moved one floor up to examine the statues and tiles once adorning the roof of the Parthenon. There were tons of beautiful tiles depicting a battle between centaurs and humans, and triangular frames filled with sculptures of the Greek gods and the contest for Athens. This particular legend involves Poseidon and Athena competing for Athens. Poseidon gave the city a saltwater well, and Athena gave the city an olive tree. The citizens supposedly chose the olive tree and dedicated the city to Athena. The sculptures were incredible, with some impressive art of the Greek gods. I was actually able to identify almost all of the gods in the sculptures, which I was quite proud of. This level also had a film about the history of the Acropolis, which was quite interesting, explaining the periods of occupation and how the Acropolis became so damaged (a Venetian shot a cannon at it and blew part of it up). The Acropolis was made in the 5th century BC, so it is quite old, and surprisingly well-preserved for its age.
The entrance to the Parthenon
After the museum, I went exploring in the other sections of the city. I left the area where the museum was situated and continued through the old town. The old town (the Plaka district of Athens) was quite pretty, with tons of red tile roofs and beautiful trees set along winding streets. I stopped at the ruins of the temple of Zeus, with massive columns marking where an imposing temple once stood. It used to be designed similarly to the Parthenon, only on a smaller scale, but now it is only a few standing columns and some fallen rubble. I walked back onto the streets and continued walking through the city. Then, I reached the Olympic stadium, and I was stopped dead in my tracks by the massive scale of it. The stadium was an enormous, multi-tiered affair in a giant horseshoe shape. The stadium was quite impressive, with its huge walls and enormous flagpoles, and it is an impressive historical site, even if that history is more recent than the Acropolis (the stadium was built in 1896).
The Olympic Stadium
On the way back, I passed through the botanical garden, which contained some pretty birds and trees with huge canopies spread over the path. These birds included, oddly enough, parrots. Yes, you heard me right, there are parrots in Athens. The other strange part is that there are actually a lot of them. It is not just the occasional parrot, they are all around the gardens. The plants in the garden are also impressive, making the area a nice forested park with trees and some flowers. There is even a little pond with some turtles in it. After I left the park, I emerged near the monument to the unknown soldier. This is a monument near the gardens, with an engraved stone wall behind it. This monument is not actually dedicated to a specific soldier, and is instead dedicated to the cost of war. Every hour, there is a changing of the guard ceremony that is quite impressive to watch. At eleven on Sundays, there is a larger changing of the guard, complete with the outfits worn by the military at the time the monument was created. These changing of the guard displays are quite busy, but are an impressive spectacle for anyone willing to endure the crowds.
The next day, I woke up and went on another walking tour with Demetria. This time, I met her outside the Ancient Agora. I just expected some ruins in the Ancient Agora, which would have still been cool, but it had some impressive bird life, too! Specifically, Hoopoes, which are one of my three favorite birds in the world. That is a pretty high bar, considering that there are around 900 species of birds in Europe alone. In case you didn’t know what a Hoopoe is, (and don’t worry if you don’t, most people have never heard of them, let alone know what they are) let me tell you. A Hoopoe is a small orange bird with black and white wings and a massive orange and black crest on their head. They have large, checkered wings, and crests larger than those on a cockatoo, even though the bird itself is about half the size of one. They are beautiful little things, smaller than a dove but larger than a finch, and have so much character. I could have watched the one I found forever, but I wasn’t there for the birds (unfortunately). I went to the temple of Hephaestus next, and it was a beautiful temple, and was still almost perfectly preserved to this day. Another interesting place in the Agora was the prison where Socrates died. Sure, it was just a ruin in the ground, but it is historically significant. On my walk back from the prison, I spotted another Hoopoe walking around near the ruins. An additional unique thing about these birds is that usually, small, colorful birds have smaller beaks. But not Hoopoes, these things have massive beaks that look more suited for wading birds than ground feeders.
The Temple of HephaestusThe Temple of HephaestusHoopoe!The Temple of HephaestusHoopoe!Hoopoe!The Temple of Hephaestus
After the Ancient Agora, (which I would have stayed in for a lot longer if I could have) I began walking up to the Acropolis. The walk up was quite difficult, with very little heat and a lot of heat. At one point, I found a spot under a tree, and rested there for a little bit, because I knew the shade would be hard to come by. About halfway through the walk, I lucked out and found another Hoopoe on the ground. This one was not particularly shy, and walked towards us, turning its funny little head to look at us, then digging in the ground for more food. This was the most photogenic Hoopoe I found, and therefore my favorite. After the Hoopoe, I continued walking up the hill to the Acropolis. When I reached the gate, I spotted something strange, cats. There were stray cats sunbathing around the Acropolis gate, mostly near the ticket boxes. Once I got my tickets, I began the ascent up to the door, and stopped to see the theater. This theater (dedicated to Dionysus) was quite impressive, and is huge. It actually used to be indoors, but the roof was destroyed, and it is now used as an outdoor theater instead. To this day, the theater is still used for concerts and other performances.
Hoopoe!Hoopoe!Hoopoe!Hoopoe!
As I crested the final few steps to the Acropolis, I got my first view of the temples on the hill. They were enormous, with massive columns of chiseled limestone and huge stone blocks. The temples would have been cool even if they were smaller, but at the scale that they were built on, they were incredible, filling the hill with huge, magnificent architecture. The temples were extremely impressive, however the Parthenon was still being repaired due to the Venetian cannon shot that hit the temple during the Ottoman occupation, as well as natural decay. There actually used to be a golden statue of Athena in the temple, but unfortunately, that is now gone. Even damaged, however, the temple is an imposing sight, and the setting is amazing, built on a massive hill overlooking all of Athens, giving you a bird’s eye view of the whole city. The Erechtheion was amazing, too, and was also better preserved. This one had the column statues, and had a huge, beautiful olive tree out front. After I investigated the temples, I didn’t linger on the Acropolis for too long (it was far too hot up there) but I did take a good look over the city, and it was an impressive view. Believe it or not, there actually used to be a superstition about the Acropolis, saying that birds did not fly over it. I do not believe birds avoid it because the area is sacred, but rather because of an extreme lack of food on the top of the hill. It just makes more sense that way.
The ParthenonThe ErechtheionThe ErechtheionThe ErechtheionThe Parthenon
Speaking of food, there was not a lack of good food in Athens, in fact, there were tons of good options. Some of my favorites included Smak (a shop for pengyri, a dish similar to pizza), O Thanasis (extremely tender souvlaki), Portatiph (a treat shop with perhaps the best desserts I had there, with an exceptional bannofe and pistachio velvet cake), Ama Lachei (for tapas, or small shareable dishes and some very cute restaurant cats that would also love for you to share your plates), and 2 Mazi (an excelent dinner place with exceptional dessert). All in all, if you couldn’t tell, Athens has amazing food! A trend in Greek food is that rather than overcomplicating their food, they use simple, high-quality ingredients for most things. Greek food is all about the simple things done well.
SMAK
Athens is a wonderful city, rich in flavor (metaphorically and literally) and history. If you want to be transported into history, you should go to Athens, as you can get all the beautiful temples and ancient history without losing the convenience of being in a city. It is like traveling back in time, but taking everything from today that you would miss with you. Athens blends the past, present, and future in a very special way, which can be found nowhere else, and should be visited at least once in your life.
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