You already saw the start to yesterday (Thursday) in my last post. After a quiet morning, I headed to the beach. The beach in Riomaggiore is made up of all smooth, round rocks. You would think it's not comfortable to lay on, but it is. The seas were very rough like the day before, which I love. The sound of the waves and watching them hit the shore and the rocks is awesome. For those who don't know, I have a slight obsession with being near water. It's my happy place, the place where I go to think or when I need some time to myself. It can be a river, a lake, or the ocean, but I much prefer the ocean. This is actually funny, considering I grew up basically afraid of it. I remember a vivid dream I had of being attacked by a shark when I was little. I could still describe the entire dream to you. So, I was always cautious of the ocean, standing up to my waist and no deeper. That fear has still been there as an adult. However, I've also also been in awe of the ocean. I love how you can look out on the water and see how big it is, remembering just how small you are. It always reminds me how big the world is, how across whatever ocean you're looking at, there are places to explore and people to meet. Never mind that the ocean itself is full of mystery and amazing creatures and places. So, it's my favorite place to be. And when it has a little extra personality, like during a storm, even better. :)
I sat on the beach for a while and, a few times, at the water's edge, letting the water wash over me and sometimes some decent sized waves-one even knocking me over a bit, like many others who were there. There is nothing quite like listening to the waves in my opinion. There is also this noise the rocks make as the water recedes back into the ocean that is beautiful. I haven't been able to fully capture it on video to do it justice. You can only know how cool it is if you hear it yourself.
So, here are some pics I took with my camera, the 4th and 5th being some favorites (I think of all time).
I also wanted some ground beef, so he cut off some beef right there and ground it fresh. Let me tell you, I had some last night and it was some of the best ground beef I've ever had. My broth also tastes and smells better. FRESH. Everything is fresh.
When I got home, I had an afternoon snack: some yogurt and cut up a peach, which was seriously one of the best peaches I've ever had. I know, I know, it's not the indulgent food you're thinking about when thinking Italy, but it's indulgent for me and it's delish.
After getting back, I went to say hi to Amy and plan our evening. She and Marco (her son) were going to join me in Manarola for my photo shoot, since it was with her friend who doesn't speak English. We made our plan, chatted a bit and then I took a little walk around the village. I suddenly felt like I hit a wall and went home to lay down, crashing for about 20 minutes. Serious jet lag.
I woke up refreshed and went to grab a coffee, got ready, and we picked up Marco from school and headed over. Manarola is my second favorite village here. It's small and full of character. So, where did you all work today? This was where I worked doing a shoot for a family (iPhone pics).
Thanks for reading!
Ciao for now!