im about three weeks behind, chances are that will be a recuring event, but i do promise to keep you all enteretained even if it is a bit behind.
1/10/09
My first day in Genoa I woke up groggy as all hell in my hotel, and I started my voyage down to Cinque terra after meeting up with my buddy Albert Einstein, a good travel companion of mine. Many people thought he died but he didn’t, he has been hanging around bars in Genoa bored as hell and was up for a good travel. Cinque terra, is this connection of five beautiful coastal towns that to you take a train to or in warm weather hike from one town to the next. People told me it was right next to Genoa. Two hours later after a switch of trains we arrive at Cinque terra. We kept ourselves busy on the train though, , Einstein listened to my ipod while I slept, we watched the ocean for a while and then Einstein took a nap, but when we finally arrived it was totally worth it. The towns were so beautifully picturesque I couldn’t even handle it as I walked down winding streets and seaside. I sat by the ocean with a town hills above, the ocean in front and a piece of pesto pizza in my hand giggling with happiness and hoping that everyone in their life can visit a place as beautiful.
I booked It to three of the 5 Cinque terra towns, following winding streets filled with only a hand full of tourists, old Italian couples, and locals hanging out in areas that become a tourist trap come summer. On the two hour train back I sat reflecting on the beautiful experience when a young hip Italian guy, probably 18 hair spiked up, defiantly a Reaco Swava style character, ask me a phrase I didn’t understand in Italian. He then said “you speak English, eh?”. He then enthusiastically shouted “American, yeah, I Love New York City”, and slapped me on the back and I knew I had made a friend weather I liked it or not. I found out quickly what Fabio’s favorite things are.
Fabio likes
a) American Women
b) Drinking
c) Smoking
I then moved to the back of the train cars to continue our converation because he did not have a train pass, he mentions that his friends call him "The Fonz" becuase he looks like Fonzy from Happy Days, i was very much in awe of this particular character. Reflecting on our meeting i knew immediately this would only be the beginning of interesting characters I would meet in Italy, and I have not even met the crew I will be working with.
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