About a month ago I posted about our time in Cinque Terre, the fifth stop on our magical Italy tour (all Beatles songs performed in Italian). As we embarked from Florence to go to Vernazza (one of the five towns comprising the Cinque Terre), Lisa was treated to an authentic Italian train strike. The cool authentic experience involved lots of sitting around in the train station in Florence, trying to figure out how we were going to get to Cinque Terre.
Vernazza and the back of Lisa's head. 
Lisa loves hydrangeas and saw them all over Italy. She even learned how to say it in Italian, ortensia.
One neat experience occurred as we were sitting on the rocks overlooking the waves and eating gelato. The waves were particularly rough that day, and there were some large breakers crashing down on the rocks and concrete dividers protecting the little harbor in front of the city. These three local guys came out to entertain all of us tourists by going out on the concrete divider, waiting for the waves to recede, and then leaping off into the ocean! It was rather amazing to watch. They would ride the waves as the water level at the divider would fluctuate by about 10 feet or so, and then when a really big wave came along, they would ride it right back onto the divider, seemingly walking out of the wave and back onto the concrete. I apologize for my lack of ability in describing the spectacle, because it really was incredible to watch.
Some of the great waves breaking just inside the little harbor.
Vernazza so far is my favorite place in all of Italy, and if I had to choose just one place to go, it would be Vernazza.
A slightly off-kilter view of the backside of Vernazza.
Here I am at sunset, at the opening of the little harbor.
Vernazza from the water.
This is another great shot of Lisa. It's very similar to the one from San Gimignano, except that we changed the background for this one.
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Chris are you photo shopping Lisa, j/k crazy nice trip
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