Day 4: Riomaggiore – Monterosso – Milan - Germany

 

In the next day, by the time we had our breakfast it was already 10 am. We checked out in the morning and afterward headed to a nearby cafeteria to have our breakfast. Since we had no plans for today other than catching our flight from Milan at 8.35 pm there was no hurry for anything. The waitress was a very beautiful girl. Definitely very young, and her English was just “adjustable”. But how does that matter, she was doing her job relatively good and moreover I immediately forgot what her name was when she told me. She was so beautiful that there was no time to listen to her name! Afterwards we just sat on the piazza enjoying the sun and chatting. When compared to the last days the weather was perfect. Suddenly we had idea. We decided to take the boat back to Monterosso, enjoy the weather and water at the beach and take the train back to Milan in the afternoon.

That was really a good decision.  Because the view from sea towards the villages was beautiful and it looked like a postcard. As one can expect it is quite different from the impression one gets from the land. With the village of Riomaggiore and Manrola almost at the sea level and the village of Corniglia high up in the cliff, the 5 villages had its own charm and definitely justified its status as one of the most beautiful coastal villages in Italy. I was really glad on our decision to take the boat back to Monterosso.  Once we were there we purchased our tickets back to Milan and then headed to the beach. We spend more than an hour in the water. The water was a bit cold, but with the sun shining it became quite comfortable once we came out of the water. It was a perfect ending to our wonderful trek.

Our train from Montrerosso to Milan was at 3 pm. It was quite a boring journey. We lost our seats after about half an hour to other “intelligent” passengers who reserved in advance. For the rest of the journey we sat on the corridor of the compartment. We were not alone, since it was a Sunday, the train was full and a lot of people were sitting on the corridor. I didn’t care! The flight from Milan was at 8. 35 pm. After an hour we landed at Zurich airport. I said good bye to Bru for one last time. I don’t know when we will be travelling together again.  I catched the connecting flight from Zurich to Germany and by the time I reached home it was already midnight. It was a good trip, my last one, to my favourite country in Europe!