Drinking latte macchiato amongst the paragliding men above us. The hills of the Cinque Terre are all around us and we are sitting on the edge of the water at small tables in front of a tiny bar. When I was last here there were millions of tourists but today we have the amazing views almost to ourselves. It is t-shirt weather with the bright sun shining across the hills. Watching the paragliders is fascinating as they weave their way across the hills, towers and hilltop houses. It looks so peaceful up there, but no, I have no intention of trying paragliding – I am more than happy to simply sit with my very nice Italian coffee. I remain intrigued here that one can buy wine cheaper than coffee or water. A nice glass of Chianti is much cheaper than a bottle of water. There are very few hardy walkers today, just a few people strolling. The beach is all but empty but I did notice one lovely Italian sun couple. An ageing Nona, her voluptuous curves in her bikini and poppa the color of burnished copper. The fact that it is winter didn’t stop them sunning themselves on the edge of the Mediterranean sea. I thought of you Virginia, and made sure I rolled up my trousers and waded through the crashing waves. The last photo is for you !!!
Bar Lo Spuntino
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Sleeping under the stars 