We took the train from Riomaggiore to Manarola. We would have liked to
have walked on the hiking trail but it was closed, so the train it was.
We were a little late getting away in the morning but the train was
also late and there were many, many people standing on the platform.
When the train pulled in we crushed into the second carriage, tighter
than sardines in a can. It took the young conductor several tries
before she was able to close the doors, squeezing us all inside. When
we pulled into Manarola, most of the passengers erupted onto the narrow
platform. My cane made not a bit of difference to this strange little
journey.
We liked Manarola. There was a lovely cliff walk with easy smooth
pavement and wide enough for me to hold Lyle's arm. We sat for a long
time on the rocks, enjoying the sound of the waves and the cool sea
breeze. In the early afternoon we took another walk to the church on
the top of the hill and then followed the walk along the terraced
vineyards. This was not quite as easy for me. We walked single file
and there were gaps in the railing. Lyle told me that it was a long way
down to the bottom of the cliff.
We enjoyed our day in Manarola and we are looking forward to seeing the next of the five towns.
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