I spent basically the whole day on trains today. If I’d spent the day in a car or a plane, it would have felt like a waste —just a day to get from place A to B. Today didn’t feel at all like a waste. I wrote and edited photos, stared out the window onto an unfamiliar landscape and country(s). I also just sat and did nothing (when’s the last time you did that),  and listening to music and podcasts without anything else on my mind. I don’t usually have the time to do that.
Then we got to Cinque Terre, walked past our hostel four times, and dropped off our stuff to run down the water and go swimming. If we’d spent all 8 hours on the train to just swim it would have been worth it. I’ll leave you with the photos and no more words, because they tell the story much better than I can explain it/