TRAVEL




                                      There is not much to do but walk at
                                      this Italian spot, but it’s the only way
                                      to enjoy the gorgeous views. Alan
                                      Robles takes the train to go


                                      Chillin’ in

                                      L
                                                       a spezia Centrale is a gritty railway station on italy’s northwest
                                                       coast. arriving on the express from Rome in the heat of a sum-
                                                       mer noon, you’ll only have enough time to take in — and forget
                                                       — the ambience (“utilitarian”). Then off you go to join the usual
                                                       neurotic crowd of travelers anxiously peering up at the public
                                      monitor to check the status of their rides. You see, in italy, no matter what the
                                      printed schedules say, trains tend to arrive and leave when they want. sometimes
                                      on a different track than the one advertised.
                                            Found and boarded the correct train? settle down in a window seat on the
                                      left side with the soda you bought off the platform vending machine. The treno
                                      will ponderously roll out of the station, pick up speed, and then plunge into
                                      darkness as it suddenly enters a tunnel cut into a mountainside. The blackness
                                      lasts a few minutes, then you erupt into the light — and what a light it is.
                                            The window fills with the vista of a pale blue sky, flecked with the occasional
                                      cloud, set over the darker blue of the Ligurian sea. is that a sailboat far below?
                                      are those medieval towers on rocky outcrops? Fumbling with the camera, you
                                      might just manage to scramble to your feet trying to compose a shot before the




                                       Side streets
 The picturesque cliffs of Manarola    in Vernazza

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and clouds. Read a book. The waiters won’t drive
                                                                                                                  you away. Laze long enough, and you might face
                                                                                                                  the strenuous effort of deciding where to go for late
                                                                                                                  lunch. stay longer, and you’ll start to understand
                                                                                                                  dolce far niente, the sweetness of doing nothing.
                                                                                                                       should you decide to look for lunch, there
                                                                                                                  are restaurants everywhere. as you might expect,
                                                                                                                  Cinque Terre’s big on seafood. Try acciughe — an-
                                                                                                                  chovies — which are nothing like the briny tiny
                                                                                                                  dark things we extract from flat cans. The acciughe
                                                                                                                  in the Five Villages are large and can be served pick-
                                                                                                                  led, fried, or stuffed. Liguria, the region to which
                                                                                                                  Cinque Terre belongs, claims to have invented
                                                                                                                  pesto, so you’ll find bottles of it being sold in shops.
                                                                                                                  seeing as how you’re already there, would it be ask-
                                                                                                                  ing too much to set aside about 40 to 50 euros to
                                                                                                                  blow on one fine meal? Round it off with a glass of
                                                                                                                  sciacchetra, very sweet dessert wine. Ristorante Bel-
                                                                                                                  forte’s in Vernazza has an unbeatable combination
                                                                                                                  of food and excellent location — under the ruined
   A breathtaking view                                                                                            watchtower by the harbor.
   of Vernazza                                                                                                         The five towns are linked by train and ferry, but
                                                                                                                  consider hiking the spectacular network of moun-
  train suddenly slows down and halts. You’ve arrived                                                             tain trails between the villages. it’s at least 10 kilo-
  at Riomaggiore, the first of the Cinque Terre.                                                                  meters from end to end, a distance that will take five
       Cinque Terre (pronounced “chink-weh te-reh”)                                                               to six hours to cover. You’ll need good hiking shoes,
  — Five Villages. From south to north, Riomaggiore,                                                              comfortable clothing, a bottle of water, and perhaps
  Manarola, Corniglia, Vernazza, and Monterosso                                                                   a towel. also a ticket to hike, bought at a tourist
  al Mare. ancient, isolated coastal towns wedged,                                                                counter.
  and tucked into the folds, steep promontories, out-                                                                  You needn’t do the entire stretch, facing the
  crops, and narrow valleys of a mountainous coast.                                                               possibility of leaving your skeletal remains for some
  separated by rugged terrain, inaccessible by car,                                                               bemused tourists to someday find. Walk just seg-
  the towns can only be reached by train, boat, and                                                               ments of the trail, and you’ll still find unbeatable
  steep mountain footpaths. Each village is a colorful                                                            views. The only thing you’ll exhaust will be your
  riot of houses and blocks of buildings that, like true                                                          camera batteries. The via dell’amore, the “lover’s
  italians, elbow, crowd, and jostle each other for the                                                           lane” between Riomaggiore and Manarola, is a cake-
                                                           A local specialty ‘acciughe’
  best vantage points. The pastel buildings lean over      or anchovies                                           walk, a concrete road threading through a covered
  warrens of charming narrow streets, dark alleys,         surely account for terrabytes of camera card mem-      gallery overlooking the sea. The next stage, Man-
  and winding stone steps that dip, rise, go sideways,     ory daily. Riomaggiore’s stacks of houses and build-   arola to Corniglia, is a dirt trail that eventually leads
  and lead to unexpected places — a small church, a        ings march down right to the water’s edge, alongside   to a huge drainage culvert under a train station. Take
  tiny plaza, a laundry hanging out to dry.                a road that slides smoothly into the sea. Corniglia    the mini-bus to the town, where you’ll find the path
       sharing the same stretch of Mediterranean           perches high up a cliff, needing a staggering climb    to Vernazza. This is a challenge. it twists, turns, and
  coast as its tonier French counterpart, the Cinque       of 400 steps to reach (tip: if you don’t want to       climbs, and in many places are little more than large
  Terre’s been called the “poor man’s Riviera,” maybe      rupture something, take the mini-bus). sprawling       rocks spaced apart. The views are breathtaking, and
  because its inhabitants don’t own yachts or run ca-      Monterosso al Mare has both an old and new town        luckily there are benches where you can rest and
  sinos. in fact, until recently, they were fishermen.     and boasts the area’s best beaches. on a good sum-     wait for your heart to catch up.
  They still fish, but their biggest catch now consists    mer day, Cinque Terre will take the breath from             The final path, to Monterosso, is the most rug-
  of shoals of german and american tourists, the lat-      your body and put romance in your heart.               ged — people you encounter coming in the oppo-
  ter typically equipped with books of Rick steves,             What’s there to do? nothing. no, really. Take     site direction are invariably slouching, moving like
  the travel geek who helped put tourist crosshairs        a seat beside a table in the open-air cafe in front    zombies, wheezing heavily, and drenched in sweat.
  on Cinque Terre. now the villages offer TV, air-         of Vernazza’s harbor (go mid-morning, it can get       no one will hold it against you if at this point you
  conditioning, internet, and even massages.               crowded at noon). Have a caffe affogato, vanilla ge-   just decide to take the boat. after all, a vacation
       Each of the five has its charms. Vernazza and       lato “drowned” with a shot of espresso. Kick back.     shouldn’t be that exhausting. How about a nice,
  Manarola, with their postcard-perfect waterfronts,       Watch the harbor and the swimmers. stare at the sea    cold, and slushy lemon granita? AD
176 asian dragon JULY-AUGUST 2011

Cinque Terre

  • 1.
    TRAVEL There is not much to do but walk at this Italian spot, but it’s the only way to enjoy the gorgeous views. Alan Robles takes the train to go Chillin’ in L a spezia Centrale is a gritty railway station on italy’s northwest coast. arriving on the express from Rome in the heat of a sum- mer noon, you’ll only have enough time to take in — and forget — the ambience (“utilitarian”). Then off you go to join the usual neurotic crowd of travelers anxiously peering up at the public monitor to check the status of their rides. You see, in italy, no matter what the printed schedules say, trains tend to arrive and leave when they want. sometimes on a different track than the one advertised. Found and boarded the correct train? settle down in a window seat on the left side with the soda you bought off the platform vending machine. The treno will ponderously roll out of the station, pick up speed, and then plunge into darkness as it suddenly enters a tunnel cut into a mountainside. The blackness lasts a few minutes, then you erupt into the light — and what a light it is. The window fills with the vista of a pale blue sky, flecked with the occasional cloud, set over the darker blue of the Ligurian sea. is that a sailboat far below? are those medieval towers on rocky outcrops? Fumbling with the camera, you might just manage to scramble to your feet trying to compose a shot before the Side streets The picturesque cliffs of Manarola in Vernazza 174 asian dragon JULY-AUGUST 2011 JULY-AUGUST 2011 asian dragon 175
  • 2.
    and clouds. Reada book. The waiters won’t drive you away. Laze long enough, and you might face the strenuous effort of deciding where to go for late lunch. stay longer, and you’ll start to understand dolce far niente, the sweetness of doing nothing. should you decide to look for lunch, there are restaurants everywhere. as you might expect, Cinque Terre’s big on seafood. Try acciughe — an- chovies — which are nothing like the briny tiny dark things we extract from flat cans. The acciughe in the Five Villages are large and can be served pick- led, fried, or stuffed. Liguria, the region to which Cinque Terre belongs, claims to have invented pesto, so you’ll find bottles of it being sold in shops. seeing as how you’re already there, would it be ask- ing too much to set aside about 40 to 50 euros to blow on one fine meal? Round it off with a glass of sciacchetra, very sweet dessert wine. Ristorante Bel- forte’s in Vernazza has an unbeatable combination of food and excellent location — under the ruined A breathtaking view watchtower by the harbor. of Vernazza The five towns are linked by train and ferry, but consider hiking the spectacular network of moun- train suddenly slows down and halts. You’ve arrived tain trails between the villages. it’s at least 10 kilo- at Riomaggiore, the first of the Cinque Terre. meters from end to end, a distance that will take five Cinque Terre (pronounced “chink-weh te-reh”) to six hours to cover. You’ll need good hiking shoes, — Five Villages. From south to north, Riomaggiore, comfortable clothing, a bottle of water, and perhaps Manarola, Corniglia, Vernazza, and Monterosso a towel. also a ticket to hike, bought at a tourist al Mare. ancient, isolated coastal towns wedged, counter. and tucked into the folds, steep promontories, out- You needn’t do the entire stretch, facing the crops, and narrow valleys of a mountainous coast. possibility of leaving your skeletal remains for some separated by rugged terrain, inaccessible by car, bemused tourists to someday find. Walk just seg- the towns can only be reached by train, boat, and ments of the trail, and you’ll still find unbeatable steep mountain footpaths. Each village is a colorful views. The only thing you’ll exhaust will be your riot of houses and blocks of buildings that, like true camera batteries. The via dell’amore, the “lover’s italians, elbow, crowd, and jostle each other for the lane” between Riomaggiore and Manarola, is a cake- A local specialty ‘acciughe’ best vantage points. The pastel buildings lean over or anchovies walk, a concrete road threading through a covered warrens of charming narrow streets, dark alleys, surely account for terrabytes of camera card mem- gallery overlooking the sea. The next stage, Man- and winding stone steps that dip, rise, go sideways, ory daily. Riomaggiore’s stacks of houses and build- arola to Corniglia, is a dirt trail that eventually leads and lead to unexpected places — a small church, a ings march down right to the water’s edge, alongside to a huge drainage culvert under a train station. Take tiny plaza, a laundry hanging out to dry. a road that slides smoothly into the sea. Corniglia the mini-bus to the town, where you’ll find the path sharing the same stretch of Mediterranean perches high up a cliff, needing a staggering climb to Vernazza. This is a challenge. it twists, turns, and coast as its tonier French counterpart, the Cinque of 400 steps to reach (tip: if you don’t want to climbs, and in many places are little more than large Terre’s been called the “poor man’s Riviera,” maybe rupture something, take the mini-bus). sprawling rocks spaced apart. The views are breathtaking, and because its inhabitants don’t own yachts or run ca- Monterosso al Mare has both an old and new town luckily there are benches where you can rest and sinos. in fact, until recently, they were fishermen. and boasts the area’s best beaches. on a good sum- wait for your heart to catch up. They still fish, but their biggest catch now consists mer day, Cinque Terre will take the breath from The final path, to Monterosso, is the most rug- of shoals of german and american tourists, the lat- your body and put romance in your heart. ged — people you encounter coming in the oppo- ter typically equipped with books of Rick steves, What’s there to do? nothing. no, really. Take site direction are invariably slouching, moving like the travel geek who helped put tourist crosshairs a seat beside a table in the open-air cafe in front zombies, wheezing heavily, and drenched in sweat. on Cinque Terre. now the villages offer TV, air- of Vernazza’s harbor (go mid-morning, it can get no one will hold it against you if at this point you conditioning, internet, and even massages. crowded at noon). Have a caffe affogato, vanilla ge- just decide to take the boat. after all, a vacation Each of the five has its charms. Vernazza and lato “drowned” with a shot of espresso. Kick back. shouldn’t be that exhausting. How about a nice, Manarola, with their postcard-perfect waterfronts, Watch the harbor and the swimmers. stare at the sea cold, and slushy lemon granita? AD 176 asian dragon JULY-AUGUST 2011