Archive for June, 2008

Hiking the Cinque Terre: Part 3, Manarola to Camogli

It’s still quite flat and easy all the way to Corniglia. I find a large group of walkers looking over the ledge and of course I stop to see what they are looking at – three young men are swimming in the sea after jumping off of a cliff into the water! Just look at that drop, yikes!

I recognize them as ones I ran into during the first leg of my trip, and I stop to have my lunch while watching their antics. The water looks cool and inviting and I envy their sense of adventure and freedom. I sit by a walk that says ’5 euro entrare nall via dell ‘amore…siamo pazzi?!!’  Which means ’5 euro to enter Lover’s Lane, are they crazy?’ Apparently someone thought the entry was steep! I would have to agree, for only Lover’s Lane it is steep, but for the whole trail it is a reasonable price.
Somewhere in the middle of the path there is a bridge hovering over a cliff overlooking the ocean – this is not for a the fainthearted! A man carries his small furry dog over the bridge, clearly the dog is (wisely) afraid of heights. The path continues flat and easy until I reach the train station below Corniglia and many, many stairs. After finding your way up the stairs a sign greets you ‘You’ve Just walked 382 steps”. Congratulations! Toward the left is the town of Corniglia, a tiny place perched high up on a cliff.  I clearly remember passing someone’s garden with a tree full of ripe, delicious looking lemons. They look particularly wonderful and refreshing after hiking for a few hours. When you reach an area with a restaurant go left into a small street to find a piazza with a church, a large statue and many shops and restaurants. This is a good place to stop for a drink or snack and buy a few postcards.

Hiking the Cinque Terre: Part 2, Via dell’amore and Manarola

The most famous length of the Cinque Terre path is Via Dell’amore, or Lover’s Lane, which is a short, flat stretch from Riomaggiore to Manarola. The path isn’t particularly romantic, the scenery is so-so and it is often crowded, but for a couple it can be quite nice. After all, you don’t want your lover to see you panting and sweating up a hill! It is worth visiting for those who can’t hike or aren’t properly dressed for a real trek.
A lot of the path is covered in graffiti, and instead of forbidding it, it has been embraced. Murals of love notes and paintings of faces and shapes line a long corridor.
The walk is very short and easy, perhaps 15 minutes, then you arrive in Manarola. Manarola is one of the smaller towns, with an adorable marina and surrounded by dramatic cliffs. To get to the city you must go towards the train station and go down a long, ugly tunnel. Take a left up some stairs to see a little Piazza overlooking the Marina. The path to the sea is lined in restaurants and I stop in Manarola for a Foccacia. The little shop serves foccacia, farinata and torta pasqualina, all specialities of the area. The man heats up the fresh foccacia I picked, with spinach and lots of mozzarella cheese. It is a cheap, quick lunch, about 5 euro with a drink. A poem written on butcher paper on the wall explains how foccacia is the true flavor of Liguria, with a feeling of summer sun and fragrant olive oil.
From the shop I go around the corner to get to the Cinque Terre path again.

Exploring the Cinque Terre: Part 1, Getting there and Riomaggiore

Certainly the best way to visit the Cinque Terre is by train. The train from Genova Brignole to Riomaggiore, or any of the other cities, takes between 90 minutes and 2.5 hours. The InterCity (IC) train takes about 80 minutes, but the regional train works just as well and costs about 1/3 as much. These trains are only 4.80 euro each way, and have only second class, but they can be smelly and old. (I will post about the Italian train system later).

From the train you will pass many lovely homes. In spring their gardens are bursting with color, purple, red white, every window box is filled with blooms. It is summer now, and the gardens are still filled with beautiful flowers, Bougainvillea cover every wall and pour out onto sidewalks. The peach and beige homes contrast sharply with the green, lush gardens and bright flowers.

When you exit the train in Riomaggiore you can normally follow the crowd to the ticket office and tourist office, which will be to the right. The tourist office can be very useful, there they sell Cinque Terre passes, postcards, travel books and a few souvenirs.

 The tourist office is at a little piazza, where you can find this lovely mural and places to sit. To the right from the office is the city center, and to the left begins the Via dell’amore, the first leg on the Cinque Terre path. I traveled to the city center first.

A long tunnel with a blue ceiling connects you to the city center. All along the tunnel is a mosaic made from tiles, stones and shells, showing pictures of sea life. Following the tunnel you will reach fresh air and again have a choice- right to the marina and beach, or left to the city. I followed the stairs down to the marina, hoping to see a beautiful view of the city. Down this path there is a diving center which offers kayaks for 7 euro/hour and snorkel rental for 10 euro/day as well as scuba excursions. The Cinque Terre is known to be the best place for diving in the Mediterranean, and is a protected area.

The marina is tiny, surrounded by restaurants, and boats are perched all along the sidewalk, small beach and in the limited water. Tourists climb the jetties, perhaps they are trying to spot a whale! Dolphins and whales visit the area, usually in early spring. Walking towards the jetties you again have a choice to make – hike to the nature observation point, or go down to the rocky beach. The beach is quite well attended, despite the rocks, but this isn’t for me. I was feeling energetic so I started the hike up to the observation point. The walk is 25 minutes UP, and takes you above and around the beach. The walk can be a little hazardous, so like the whole path of the Cinque Terre, you should be wearing reasonable shoes and jeans if possible. In the summer it’s a bit too hot for jeans though, so I carefully avoid the thistle that lines the path. Parts of the stones are broken and falling down, and the path can be very narrow in some places.

After a set of grueling steps you reach a bench and flat area which hugs the shore again. Signs indicate native plants for those naturalists who speak Italian. After a few moments you reach a refreshment point and naturalist library, the perfect lookout point for whale spotting and a good place to take a break. The wildflowers are in full bloom in late June, and I’m particularly charmed with the bright red poppies. Around the back of the naturalist library I found a bench and a little cave, lit with lamps, perfect for a little extra exploring.  

Back down to the city I find many American tourists, and all the touristy things they appreciate. Signs in English say things like ‘coffee to go’ and ‘big pizza’ and I even see a self service lavanderia (laundromat), something very rare in Italy.

Through the tunnel again and back to the start of Via dell’amore, I am armed with my camera and my Cinque Terre pass. Let’s go!

Grace Cathedral, San Francisco

I am always thrilled to stumble upon beautiful churches. I was particularly amazed with Grace Cathedral, because it isn’t a Catholic Cathedral, it’s an Episcopal Church!

Perched on the very top of Nob Hill, easily accessible by foot (if you don’t mind a climb) or trolley, Grace Church is surrounded by high class elegance. But to me it doesn’t seem to be a reminder of humanity, but rather a tribute to the wealth and success that brought the church into existence. Nevertheless, if you find a quiet day, perhaps in the off-season, it can be the meditative place the brochures promise. Walking the labyrinth, gazing at the artwork and stained glass and contemplating life in a silent pew, it is a refuge from the busy street outside.   

Houston Cultural Bargains

I am one of the few young people you will meet who loves living in Houston. I’m not sure what the problem is, there are plenty of young people in Houston, lots of jobs, great clubs and bars. But maybe they’re missing the part that I love most- culture. Houston has everything that a world class city should have, including cultural steals that smart locals really take advantage of.

Starting early summer the Miller Outdoor Theater plays host to Summer in the Park symphony concerts, played by the fantastic Houston sympony. The theater is a great place to enjoy a concert, come early to get tickets, or take your dog, kids and a picnic blanket to relax on the grassy hill. The symphony series ends with a Fourth of July celebration complete with fireworks and hot dogs. Later in the summer the public is treated to the Houston Shakespeare Festival, three weekends featuring two new plays each year. Last year I saw ‘Taming of the Shrew’ with a little bit of a Texas theme (no change in dialogue, just in accent!) and the year before they put together a fantastic ‘Hamlet’ that had the audience fascinated. This year’s ‘Julius Caesar’ and ‘Cymbeline’ should be well worth the drive to Hermann Park.

If you want year-round access to great culture, try www.artshound.com  This website can help you find events in any artistic genre, date or price.  It’s a great place to find gallery openings and special showings at places like the Houston Photography Center. Check out the Houston Civic Symphony for four free concerts a year, featuring interesting repertoire played by great amateur musicians of all ages and backgrounds.  I especially recommend the ‘cello section!

If your idea of culture is a little less refined, you might want to try local dance halls like Wild West. Cover is cheap earlier in the evening, often free, and free dance lessons are available Sunday nights.

Have a great time in Houston!

Il Teatro Carlo Felice, un notte Genovese

I have been in Genoa for some time now, and I am starting to become part of the daily life of the city. This weekend I was looking for a little adventure and I went downtown to do my laundry (which is an adventure of its own, but that’s not the subject here). While I was waiting for a free machine, I went to the box office of Teatro Carlo Felice and got tickets for the nights show, Stravinski’s Firebird and Ravel’s Daphnis and Chloe. For just 10.50 euro I got 7th row almost dead center, beautiful seats.
The Theater is easy to get to, it is at Piazza de Ferrari and on many bus routes including 604, 605, 15, 17 and 45. The theater is on the side of the Piazza closest to Via XX, the main downtown shopping street in the city. There is a huge outdoor foyer area, and the box office is outside of this area to the left, as you head towards the Duomo. I didn’t know the hours, but it was open on a Saturday afternoon and it is certain to be open an hour before every performance.
Half price tickets go on sale 1 hour before the show, but I was a bit earlier than that and asked for student tickets, which are available for anyone under 26 years old. Ordinarily they ask for an international student ID, but the salesperson did not speak perfect english and probably thought it was easier to just give me the tickets than to try to explain. Lucky for me, because I’m not really a student (shh!).
The theater is quite casual, I was pretty comfortable in jeans and a sweater, though most of the audience wore ‘business casual’ and some got a little dressed up for the show.
SinfoniaThe music was lovely. A guest conductor really wowed the audience, and I learned that Italians clap…and clap….and clap….and clap….until you feel like your hands might fall off.
Leaving the theater was a little amazing. Everyone stopped in the outdoor foyer to chat, smoke, get ready for the rest of their evening. Genoa comes alive at night, all the cafes and bars are open, people linger in the streets and piazze (that’s the plural of piazza!), teenagers especially clog up bus stops and walkways. If I hadn’t been exhausted after carefully listening for 3 hours perhaps a Grappa would have been called for at one of the many outdoor cafes lining the Piazza de Ferrari.

Carlo Felice as guests exit