I'm thankful to everyone who ever told me me to go to Cinque Terre... They're these 5 gorgeous towns on the coast, about an hour (by train) northwest of Pisa. In fact, most train rides have a connection in Pisa.
We were able to get direct tickets from Florence to La Spezia, the big town right before the Cinque Terre. From there, we bought a local train ticket to Manarola, the second town, where we were staying. We probably could have gotten that ticket when we bought ours in Florence, but this worked too. The local train goes to all five towns about every 30 minutes, so we didn't wait long.
When we got to Manarola, we went through the tunnel connecting the train station to the town, and walked up “the street". As far as I can tell, there is only one. It's about 3 minutes uphill until you get to our hotel, Ca D'Andrean, recommended in guidebooks. Our room was, again, a step up from the previous ones: a balcony overlooking a lemon garden, and a terrace that you access... through the bathroom? That's fine, when I washed my clothes in the sink, it was super easy to get them to the outside.
We had a late lunch (as we tend to do on travel days) down “the street" at a place called Porticciolo, where the prices were good and we could sit outside. I ordered seafood spaghetti, expecting shrimp and mussels. I got those things, but also tiny (whole) squids and octopus. I think I figured out how to eat most of it? It was tasty, though.
We wandered around Manarola and probably rested for a bit, but I'm not sure where the time went. We asked the guy at our hotel where to go that night, especially because it was the 4th of July. He suggested Riomaggiore (the first town.) I saw online that “the bar" there often does something big for the whole town on the 4th, so we got on a train to Riomaggiore. On the way, we met Rachel, an opera student about to do a program! We ended up walking around Riomaggiore with her and had dinner together up “the street" (yeah, they're all pretty small.) After dinner, the three of us went next door to, I assume, “the bar", which was not doing anything for the 4th but was playing the World Cup game on a huge TV outside. Brazil was playing... I forget who, but we started watching just in time to see the Brazil player get stomped on the back...
We made the last train home that night!
The next morning, we had breakfast in the lemon garden, which was adorable. The man serving breakfast made us cappuccinos. We then went to the Manarola train station to buy our Cinque Terre passes: 12€ that gets you on the path between the fourth and fifth towns (Vernazza and Monterosso) and also gives you access to the trains and buses in between the towns as well as Wi-Fi access in the train stations.
We normally would have taken a train to Riomaggiore to start at the beginning, but there was a rock slide a few years ago and the paths between Riomaggiore and Manarola and between Manarola and Corniglia are closed right now. This was disappointing because we wanted to do all of it, but I was also disappointed because the first leg, with the Via Del'Amore, is the easiest... The recommendation was to start in Manarola, walk up into Volastra, and back down into Corniglia. Great.
That ended up probably being the hardest part. We hiked for 2.5 hours to get to Corniglia. It's important to realize that any time you leave a town, you're going to be going UP. Which direction you walk depends on how much UP you want. Based on my two trips here, I think either way is hard, but going in the direction of Riomaggiore to Monterosso is less extreme of an UP than the opposite direction. Every time we went down, I thought “I'm glad I'm not climbing this."
We stopped in every town for pictures of the buildings and took pictures while we were walking. We got some fruit in Corniglia because, even though it was lunch time, we were too hot to really be hungry.
An hour and a half after leaving Corniglia, (getting to use the coastal path now) we got to Vernazza. There is a small beach here, so we cooled off with a swim. We knew we wanted to do that, so we were walking in our bathing suits, feeling particularly fresh. We each had a slice of pizza, then kept walking.
It was this last leg when fatigue and exhaustion really set in. Had we done this part on a separate day (which a lot of people do) it wouldn't have been nearly as hard. The first half was, of course, uphill, and I had to stop very frequently to rest. I was carrying a backpack with two towels, two pairs of chacos, and a water bottle, so I'm using that as an excuse. Eventually, the climb leveled out some, Emery and I switched bags (since mine had stuff that belonged to us both), and we found a cat guide that all made it easier. (Really, a cat started walking in front of us and would wait for us when we stopped!) We passed a limoncello stand on the way down and obviously got some, and finished that when we got to Monterosso.
It was 8pm and we had been walking since 11am, so we didn't stay there long. Monterosso is normally where people spend their beach time, but it was late enough that not many people were there anymore.
We showered, had dinner in Manarola, and went to bed to rest for our day of traveling to Madrid the next day!