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So...the card reader doesn't work. grrr. Anyway, at this limoncino festival they were giving away free samples. Lots of free samples! I'm not sure about Jill, but certainly I was feeling the results of same! Later we went for supper at a lovely restaurant. Of course we were early (no supper til 7) so we stayed and had wine. They are famous for a white wine, Bianca Bianca, I think? We crashed about 10 or so to the sounds coming from the entire neighbourhood's tv's playing a famous All Stars soccer game from Madrid. When someone scored, or almost, the entire neighbourhood was a chorus roars!

On Sunday, we decided we should walk some of the paths that connected the village. We couldnt get from Monterosso to the next town (Vernazza) because of a landslide. So we took the train there (a 3 min ride) and started the hike to Corniglia. OH MY GOD!!! Let me explain. Vernazza is at sea level. Cornigilia is way the fff up the mountain...it is not a port city. "They" say it is a couple of hours, maybe less, to walk the trail. I should have clued in and taken the train when we had to climb, oh, maybe 300 steps, then maybe another 300, just to get out of the darned town!!! Seriously, I thought I would die. Did I me ntion we are both carrying heavy back packs? Of course Jill is a lot younger, and a lot more in shape, so she was fine. She told me I was not allowed to cry "Auntie abuse!". In some places the path was on the edge of the mountain, barely wide enough for two people to pass. No guardrails...did I mention that? And my vertigo issues?