Day 20 Friday September 27 Vernazza
Vernazza is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen in my entire life. I am so glad we came here.
This morning we were up early, which was nice because we got to have breakfast in peace before the hordes of tourists came in on the train.
The day was really just eating, coffee, gelato, siesta, pizza, more gelato, pizza, croissant, more gelato, pizza, you get the idea.
We did a lot of awesome people watching, too. Making comments like:
Kris: Look at those gay guys with that chihuahua.
Katie: They look so rough are you stew they’re gay?
Kris: They’re rolling with a fucking chihuahua. C’mon.
Kris: That girl was kinda hot.
Katie: Her friend was frumperific.
Kris: She had a cute face though.
Katie: I didn’t see her face. Just her high waist line.
Katie: Look at that gut chewing on his hoodie strings. He looks like a fucking crack head.
Katie: Are you tired of me? Do you wanna ditch me?
Kris: Why do you confound me with your retarded thoughts?
Kris: Wanna go?
Katie: No, I’m not quite ready yet.
(several minutes later) Kris: I would just like you to be aware that I’m incredibly fucking thirsty.
Katie: C’mere, kitty. Look over here! Do you think this cat’s gonna look at me?
Kris: No. It’s not. It’s a cat. It’s gonna do whatever the fuck it wants.
At one point we hiked a little ways up one of the trails so we could take some pictures:
We also hiked up to the top of this castle, which had even more spectacular views.
And walked through a little cave to get another part of the beach, which was covered with the most beautiful rocks.
When we were up in our room later I asked Kris, “So, what’s there to do in Milan tomorrow?” He said, “Well – you can reserve a 15 minute spot to see The Last Supper. That’s painted by Leonardo Da Vinci.” Katie, “Yeah, I know who fucking painted The Last Supper.” Kris, “Well I don’t know! Sometimes you don’t know shit!”