We did visit Vernazza after all, just on our way out of Cinque Terre. On this morning, we caught the early ferry from Monterosso to Vernazza and enjoyed a very short ten minute boat ride. Vernazza is teeny tiny and it takes about five minutes to walk through town. According to Rick Steves, a good number of American women have moved to the Cinque Terre after falling in love with local men, but we're not quite sure what they spend their lives doing. It really is shockingly quiet.
We had a very leisurely breakfast of cappuccinos and croissants at the waterfront and watched a few families play on the "beach." If you look really closely, you can see it at the back of the harbor in the picture below. This town is worth a visit, but we were so glad we chose to stay in Monterosso.
We took the train back to Milan, a three hour ride with a show! So the train car to which we were assigned was closed for some reason. That left everyone in our car scrambling to find open seats in other cars. Problem was, you didn't really know if a particular seat was open because people board the train at many different stops along the way. We found two seats and hoped for the best. Two young guys in the cabin next to ours were not so lucky. When the family who had actually been assigned the seats they were in boarded the train, a very loud and unnecessary screaming match ensued. All up and down the train car, people were opening their cabin doors to get a glimpse of the action. We were just glad this wasn't happening inside our cabin! Eventually, the young displaced guys ended up standing in the aisle outside our cabin door for about two hours. Poor fellas! And all because Treinitalia sold us seats on a train car that was out of commission.
We made it to the Milan Centrale train station - a really beautiful station and one of our favorites - only to find this taped to the Sephora store window...
WHY!? What is this Pokemon thing?
We bussed back to the Bergamo airport and caught our Ryan Air flight to Cologne, Germany. Bye, Felicia! I mean, Francesca. I mean, Italy. After nearly a month in Italy, we were ready to move on to the next phase of our adventure.