Tuesday, June 26, 2007

I (heart) Cinque Terre

I (heart) Cinque Terre!
Manarola - one of the five
Located in Liguria, along the coast of Italy, it is the perfect place to trek- get ready for at least 6 hours, through the 5 towns dramatically perched on the cliffs, with a spectacular sea view. Beats the Tree Top Walk anyday, if you ask me.
But if you are lazy like me, or for some, afraid of getting a tan, the train is another option, that takes you through all five - Monterosso, Vernazza, Corniglia, Manarola and Riomaggiore. It's a real pity we didn't get to finish Riomaggiore, but it was still heaps of fun, that came along with tan lines.
More pics here:
http://picasaweb.google.it/eileenleeyl/CinqueTerre


Vernazza

Monterosso

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Beach Day

Once upon a time, I was freezing my ass off in Italy. Now, I am getting roasted everyday. The temperature in Europe has skyrocketed. Fine, I am exaggerating, but yesterday, I swear it could have been 40 degrees, or least that's what I heard. It's interesting seeing how climates change here, from freak ass cold to desert warm. It's been a looong time since I last perspired like a pig.

Anyway, with a weather like this, there's nothing much you can do, but to hit the beach at Grosseto. Hooray! Apart from gaining more freckles, I am happy!


Beach at Grosseto

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

San Gimignano

Overdue photos.
Small little quaint town at San Gimignano from a few weeks back. Nice.

Nice little town square
Nice little countryside
oink

Friday, June 15, 2007

How to identify an Italian

An ex-client of mine was in Naples earlier on and was amused by the Italians. I thought I just had to share some of his views here, just cos it is hilarious and yet so true. Coupled with my own observations too.

How to tell Italians apart:
- wear sunglasses at night
- don motorcycle clothes but drive an Uno
- have no qualms about revealing their butt cracks/thongs/g-strings underneath their looooooow slung jeans (I am talking about the ladies here, someone bring in the fashion police, we are talking about Italians here!)
- drive like daredevils in their, get this, Unos
- wave their hands around like swatting flies while speaking
- like the Americ****, you hear them before you see them, just a lot better

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Hunny Bunny

Awwwwww....Isnt't he a sweetheart? I wanna take him home with me...:)

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Bella Casa

So I have moved. Finalmente!

The room is so cute. Check out the view of the Tuscan countryside from the room. You can even view the sunset. Sweet!

My Camera Singola

Room view

Pirated Piece of Shit

Do not watch Pirates of the Caribbean 3. I repeat, DO NOT watch Fucking Pirates of the Caribbean 3. Well, unless you do enjoy spending your money on a piece of blockbuster trash with all-too-expensive mega sets, pretty faces who can't act for nuts, a lame plot and confusing characters (don't they have better things to do than to go round picking fights?).

I headed out for my first movie in Siena, in a hauntingly dilapidated cinema, in Italian. No popcorn, no colas, no dolby surround sound. Interestingly enough, there was even an intermission of 5 minutes, when the screen goes blank all of a sudden, in the middle of a fight scene. Not discounting technical faults, senza sound.

And I hate, hate, hate Keira Knightly, that emaciated bitch. All that hype about her. I just don't get it. She and Orlando Bloom are the perfect match made in hell, you just feel like shooting them.