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Thursday Doors: April 21, 2016

My Favorite Door in Manarola, Cinque Terre, italy

My Favorite Door in Manarola, Cinque Terre, Italy

The View of All that Quirkiness, Manarola, Cinque Terre, Italy

The View of All that Quirkiness, Manarola, Cinque Terre, Italy

Today for Thursday Doors we are in Manarola, one of the five villages in Cinque Terre, Italy. We stayed at the tippy top of this small village and would walk down everyday to the harbor or train station. These are some of the doors I observed along the way! My favorite is the first Pale Blue Shutter Door! Quite quirky, don’t you think? That entire building was quirky from the porthole windows to the cement gate pass through! What about that wrought iron railing made up of different finds? I liked the curly ques placed at the top of the cement arbor too. The walkway was narrow so I could get up close and personal to study all the finds near this door!

More Sea Blue to Add a Touch of Contrast

More Sea Blue to Add a Touch of Contrast

Here a Touch of Green Goes a Long Way

Here a Touch of Green Goes a Long Way

Why Not Add a Bit of Red to Draw Your Eye?

Why Not Add a Bit of Red to Draw Your Eye?

Manarola may be the oldest of the villages in the Cinque Terre, with the cornerstone of the church, San Lorenzo, dating to 1338. The name Manarola is a form of the latin worlds “magna rota” which means “large wheel” in reference to the mill wheel in the village.

The Teeny Tiny Church Door of San Lorenzo

The Teeny Tiny Church Door of San Lorenzo Church

Notice the bell above the church? As part of the history of the church, we learned that at one time the priest liked to ring the bell a lot, to remind the villagers to come to Mass. The villagers pleaded with him to stop all the ringing, day and night, to no avail. The priest was found murdered in the church and the bell no longer tolls! No one was ever prosecuted for the murder either!

A Door With A Lot Going On Above It

A Door With A Lot Going On Above It

In the picture above one could jump out the window, scoot across the walkway and be gone on the next roof!

A Stroll Along Narrow Walkways Through the Village

A Stroll Along Narrow Walkways Through the Village

Most of the residents in Manarola are involved with the fishing or wine-making industry. The local wine, Sciacchetrà, is well known, and the high quality wine of the region was noted in Roman writings!  The only way to get around the five villages is by train, boat or the hiking trails in the hills and vineyards above the towns, which makes up the Cinque Terre National Park. To read another post about Manarola look Here. You can collect charms that represent each village in the Cinque Terre, to make a bracelet or necklace. To find out how to get the Cinque Terre Charms look Here!

What’s your favorite Door ?

This is just one of many photos in the Thursday Door Collection featured by Norm2.0!   Won’t you join in or take a peak at all the doors?

Color Your World: 120 Days of Crayola; Bittersweet

Manarola, Cinque Terre, Ital

Manarola, Cinque Terre, Italy

 

Monterosso al Mare, Cinque Terre, Italy

Monterosso al Mare, Cinque Terre, Italy

 

Corpus Domini Festival, Orvieto, Italy

Corpus Domini Festival, Orvieto, Italy

 

Bittersweet Vine

Bittersweet Vine

 

Bittersweet

Bittersweet

The Bittersweet color was added to the Crayola line-up in 1958. I was surprised to learn that the name was not used in the English language as a color until 1892.

We used to scour the hedgerows in the fall looking for bittersweet to make a lovely fall wreath. It brings back wonderful memories of Autumn in the Midwest! I love this color!

This post is just one of many in the Color Your World: 120 Days of Crayola Challenge! Enjoy!

And the Rains Came to Manarola

Manarola Vineyards at Night

Manarola Vineyards at Night

The rain has not let up all night.  The wind is fierce against the apartment windows. I wonder if the wind will carry away the crucifixion scene lights on the vineyard across the way and what the path through the vineyard to Corniglia will be like tomorrow. I don’t have to wait long to find out.

The Vineyard in Manarola in the Morning Light

The Vineyard and Path in Manarola in the Morning Light

At daybreak it is still raining and blowing. We hear someone outside our door and look to see who it is.  A large picnic basket filled with warm bread and pastries has been tied to the door.

The Morning Breakfast Basket

The Morning Breakfast Basket

There is already ample cereals, milk, jams, and assorted coffees and teas supplied in the kitchen, but who can turn down warm bread and pastries? We take our time eating breakfast hoping the weather will perk up.
It doesn’t. I ask my husband, “What shoes did I bring to wear in the pouring rain and look good in mud?”  Hmmm……  Hmmm……  Didn’t I see a hiking supply shop on the hill walking up here yesterday? We bundle up and step outside.  The wind is buffeting us through the small passageways and moves us right along. I’m freezing.  I keep hearing running water.  I look down at the drain along the side of the road and realize there is a river running through it.  The river is about six feet below the ground and moving right along. The wind keeps us moving too. In 2011, Vernazza, one of the Cinque Terre villages, was washed into the sea by a massive flood. They are just now getting things back to order from the massive mess. That is the kind of day it is, will we be washed into the sea? The hiking shop is small but offers shoes, socks, jackets, scarves and a washing machine that is washing away at the front of the shop. Hikers can wash their clothes here.  I bet they do a big business, what a great idea. I look over the hiking shoes.  I see a pair that looks just like me.  Practical, comfortable, and a little weird.

The Cool Hiking Shoes

The Cool Hiking Shoes

The laces lace all the way to the end of the toe.  I haven’t seen shoes that look like this before.  As we  leave the shop I ask about the river below the street.

“As long as the river is moving below the street it won’t wash us out above the street,”  is the reply.  “The water moves from the hills to the sea underground.”  Well that’s a relief.

Along with the hiking shoes, I bought a scarvy thinky that can be wrapped in several styles around my head, neck or just ears and I think it looks spiffy and keeps my head warm.  We continue our walk down the hill to the main street of Manarola. Restaurants are closed and so are the shops. It is eerie. The boats in the street are covered up. At the sea wall we take the path around the sea edge. DSCN0637 There are not too many people out, too blustery, too rainy. We make our way back to the main drag after a while and decide on a cafe that has a terrace covered in a heavy plastic wind shield so you can still dine outside and see out.  We take our seats and take our time.  No need to rush about.  Several other guests have done the same. Suddenly an Italian woman sitting  at the front table near the exit gets up to go. She starts screaming that her borsa (purse) that she had hung over the back of her chair is missing.  The screaming turns to frantic cussing as she goes to all the tables looking for her bag. Her husband helps her look and tries to comfort her.  She still screams. The women all check out their purses to make sure they are where they put them.  This would be a nightmare for any woman. She eventually leaves none too happy.  The manager did try to talk to her, but it was useless. Lesson learned again:  Nevah Evah place your purse on the back of your chair when dining out.  Keep it in your sight. We finish our dinner/supper and head back up into the hills. It is still rainy and cold.  Housekeeping has been to the apartment.  There is a bottle of champagne and a note to let us know we can get our linens changed twice a day instead of once a day. There are candies on our pillows. What woman changes linens twice a day, I think?  My husband picks up the remote control for the TV.  I guess it will be our introduction to Italian media,  our first experience since we arrived in Italy.  It breaks my first commandment.  Thou shall not watch TV on vacation.  I hope the sun comes out tomorrow!

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Are We There Yet?

Our Patio View of Manarola

Our Patio View of Manarola

Manarola

Manarola

Manarola

Manarola

Off to Cinque Terre and let me tell you I was not excited about the train trip there, but couldn’t wait to see it!  Cinque Terre consists of five towns (Riomaggiore, Manarola, Corniglia, Vernazza and Monterosso al Mare) along the Ligurian Sea coast connected by train, boat or a walking path.  The train run from Florence to Pisa to La Spezia to Manarola was uneventful, thank God, just a lot of getting off and getting on a different train. We arrived in Manarola by late afternoon to a beautiful bright breezy day. When you get off the train in Manarola you walk through a long long tunnel to reach the little piazza circle mid town.

Steps to Middle Piazza, Manarola

Steps to Middle Piazza, Manarola

The Pizza in the Middle of Manarola

The Piazza in the Middle of Manarola

A good looking young man was there from La Toretta to meet us and help us with the luggage. We started up a steep hill, curve, another hill, curve, another hill.  I am huffing and puffing and I’m not even pulling luggage.  Finally a small church at the top of the hill sits in another small piazza and we go down a few steps, up a few more steps walking through a maze of pastel colored palazzos.

The Hilltop Church in Manarola

The Hilltop Church in Manarola

A View from the Hilltop at Manarola

A View from the Hilltop at Manarola

We end up on a terrace overlooking the sea and vineyards and are greeted by our hosts who offer champagne and a plate of selected finger food. We sit and take in the view.  After a tour of the spa, meeting room, and hot tub we take a hike up more steps and twisty turns to the path to our apartment along the highest ridge of Manarola.

My Favorite Cottage in Manarola

My Favorite Cottage in Manarola

Our Apartment at La Toretta

Our Apartment at La Toretta

The Kitchen at La Toretta

The Kitchen at La Toretta

Looking Out to the Patio at La Toretta

Looking Out to the Patio at La Toretta

The Bedroom at La Toretta

The Bedroom at La Toretta

What a place!  A very large ultra modern apartment awaits us with a birds eye view of the town, sea, and vineyard. Did I mention the blue grey octopus mural above the couch and bed?  Unbelievable! We sit on the patio and watch the world go by and the little old couple working (well she picks basil from the patch and he sits and watches her) in the garden below us, before heading to Billie’s, a favorite local restaurant that sits just below our path to the apartment, as we look out over the patio.

The walk to our apartment at La Toretta

The Walk to our Apartment at La Toretta

Our Table at Billy's

Our Table at Billy’s

The weather has turned cooler and very gale like.  The flags at Billies are flapping in the wind as we carefully pick our way down the stone steps to the lower terrace. I hold on to the wrought iron railing as I carefully step by step by step by step move down to our table located in the corner of the terrace. At home this stairway would be a lawyers dream come true, here it is a way of life unnoticed. The outdoor space is packed with guests as the wind continues to build. After we order, I watch as the waiters, who have to go up and down that staircase a bazillion times taking orders and carrying food, sometimes in the middle of the steep stairway, do a limbo move under the railing, jumping unto the terrace to the side.  What?  I keep watching and yes that is the way to the terrace to the left.  As the guests leave from that terrace they too shimmy up and under the railing to the stairs.  I surmise that is the terrace for the young and lithe.  Showoffs, ha.  We enjoy our meal of a local pasta dish that we had to eat rather quickly because it is getting cooler and cooler and the wind on the hillside has reached gale status.  Now it is raining on my food, I’m up and up those stairs in a flash.  Back to my warm octopus room.  Tomorrow is another day!

Downtown Manarola

Downtown Manarola

The Sea at Manarola

The Sea at Manarola

Manarola

Manarola

For more info about La Toretta, 5 Terre National Park, Manarola, Italy. see TripAdvisor.
For more info about Trattoria dal Billy, Via Rollandi 122, Mararola, Italy see TripAdvisor.

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