Our last stop certainly turned out to be the best stop. We docked in Livorno - an industrial port that mainly services Florence and Pisa. Beth and I had already been, so we opted for a Cinque Terre excursion.
The tour starts with a nearly 2 hour drive north to the town of Spezia - a small coastal town with a naval base. From there - we ascended into the hills above the town, and came out on the far side of the bay at the small town of Portovenere.
Portovenere is a medieval town, with a layout, church and building dating back over 800 years. It survives today as a tourist trap with a dock that launches northward into the Cinque Terre park. We took a tour down Main Street, bought some pesto. Found out that the pesto place we bought from was not as "authentic" as the other vendor claimed - typical east coast/west coast pesto drama. We then had some free time to climb to an incredible church on a rocky outcropping. After that we wandered back towards the main area.

The highlight here was sneaking off the beaten path to see the rest of town. The town is a series of parallel walking streets that are connected by stairs every "block" or so. The houses are narrow and high, and the streets windy. You can't get lost, since it is effectively a grid with no exit, but you can really get lost.

We boarded the boat for a truly amazing, and bumpy, ride along the coastline of the Cinque Terre UNESCO park. It cannot be described or captured by pictures. Imagine a steep cliffs that dives straight into the ocean with no beach. And then imagine sprinkling houses and villages on those cliff sides. They are connected by literally hundreds and thousands of stairs, as well as a small road, and a train. It is possible to hike the length in about 12 hours (and we will do this sometime!).
I usually don't love scenery photos in tour albums, but I had to here.
We finally docked about an hour north at Monterosso al Mare. The largest and furthest north of the 5 towns. This town has 1,800 residents...all involved somehow in selling overpriced pasta or t-shirts. There is a small beach, and unfortunately the train travels on an elevated track directly in the middle of the main square.

Here we had more than 2 hours to explore. We saw more of the same narrow streets, and I climbed to a viewpoint at an old Church. Back in town, we had an incredible pesto lunch (remember pesto wars) including gnocchi that was cloud like. I didn't like it, but it was different. The pesto is the specialty of the region though, and is amazing.

After finishing up too soon, we headed back to take the train to a main road. We headed back to the boat, where the girls barely made it past dinner, before finally getting to bed early.
I type this as we are descending into London for our flight back to LA. It was much easier traveling with kids to Europe than I imagined. They stayed energized and engaged for most of the time, and generally with ipad and ice cream they were able to be convinced to be excited other times as well. They handled long bus rides, early wake ups and lots of walking. They relished the chance to climb stairs and run around, when possible.
Its hard to tell to what extent they enjoyed seeing something different. I can see Becca's natural curiosity in reading maps, wanting to "look over there" and in learning new things. I hope that this is the first of many such trips and that they grow their interest in traveling and learning further.
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