We arrived in Cinque Terre around midday; by the
time we found the focaccia place, got our keys, and dropped our stuff off, we
were starving. We decided to head out to find something to eat, but ran into
two problems: (1) absolutely nothing is open that early (it was maybe 5:30 or
5:45) and (2) it began to rain. By the time we reached “old town” (about .6
miles away) we were thoroughly soaked. Our clothes were plastered to our
bodies.
Since nothing was open, we decided to stop in at a
wine bar that served appetizers, too. We split some delicious bread—Gooligan and
I ordered smoked swordfish which was amazing—and
then about an hour later we moseyed over to an actual restaurant in “new town”
(near where we were staying).
It’s interesting in Italy because all the
restaurants have a sitting charge of around two euro but they all also stuff
you with free bread at the beginning of the meal, so it balances out in a way.
Aside from breakfast at the train station eons ago and our appetizers, we hadn’t
eaten all day, so we stuffed ourselves on pasta.
Then after dinner we headed home, where I immediately
fell asleep, only to wake up about an hour or two later with the worst
stomachache. After a miserable night, I fell asleep early in the morning.
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