Cinque Terre has been on my bucket list ever since I saw a postcard of the beautiful colored houses tumbling down the turquoise water of the Mediterranean Sea. Cinque Terre, five magical villages along the Ligurian Coast of Italy. And here I am…finally!
I must admit, the view on the sorbetto-like (to say it in Italian :)) colored houses—grapefruit, lemon, raspberry and peach—as they tumble down to the water is amazing. However…this beauty has a price called ‘mass tourism’. I found it really frightening how so many people could fit in the small village alleyways. Trains were packed, impossible to find a chair on a terrace and toilets were all ‘out of order’! But then again: the coastlines and picturesque villages of Cinque Terre draw over 2.5 million visitors a year! Cinque Terre has changed from a UNESCO heritage site to an open-air museum that thousands of people pile through.
Still, I was happy to be here. In the early days, Cinque Terre was exposed to potential attacks by pirates, like most coastal towns. That is why al the villages were built with narrow streets, sometimes very narrow, to confuse the attacker and to give the locals a chance to defend themselves. But what makes these villages so special, I asked myself while I tried to find my way back through the maze of alleyways and the hundred of stairs… They are tiny, very picturesque, and last but not least simply indescribably photogenic. The villages are perfectly nestled against the rugged cliffs and their location is breathtaking. The 5 villages from North to south are Monterosso, Vernazza, Corniglia, Manarola and Riomaggiore. I decided to do only 3 so I could experience the vibe in each one. Vernazza was my first stop, then a beach stop in Riomaggiore to end with the beautiful Manarola.
Manarola was my personal favorite. The streets are walkable and the best panorama view is directly by the legendary Nessum Dorma. Now for those who know that I’m a bit of an opera fan, they might think that Isabelle has taken it a notch too far…I’m not talking about the opera Turandot, but about a restaurant. Nessun Dorma is a bit of an institution in Cinque Terre. The story is that it began as a bar after Simone, the owner, won the property in a contest to decide how to make use of this bare strip of land overlooking the sea. Soon after the bar opened, Simone launched the ‘Pesto Experience’ to teach visitors how to make this holiest of local dishes. But it didn’t stop there. Now Nessun Dorma also boasts a wine bar in the converted wine cellar of a church in Manarola’s square. With this development has come a host of wine experiences, including tastings and walks through the vineyards around Manarola. Since then, Nessun Dorma has added boat tours to their complement of tourist services. As far as I can tell, all of their experiences are a blast. When I watched a handsome Italian give basil leaves to the tourists and explain about Italian cooking, I immediately pictured the old days with fishermen coming home, eager for a home cooked meal, and women with baskets on their backs bringing ingredients from their terraced gardens. Because Cinque Terre has those terraced hills, filled mostly with grapevines and beautiful lemon trees. They are very inventive when it comes to lemons. You will find lemon perfume, lemon soaps, sorbetto granita and lemon cake. They even have their own version of limoncello called limoncino. And lots of freshly squeezed lemon juice. Since I could not find an empty seat on one of the terraces, I sipped a freshly squeezed juice from a stand and felt the vitamins perk up my tired body and reflected that my life requires more fresh juice…
The fact that Cinque Terre felt overcrowded to me (almost a bit like Bruges in the summer), I couldn’t help but think how it must be for the locals whose homes have developed into such a hotspot in recent years. In the beautiful lodge called ‘La Toretta’, you could find some calm and it looked like a haven of peace and tranquillity amidst all the craziness. Because to be honest: I only experienced this for one day trip and felt sad to the idea that these towns have become a victim of over-tourism. Has Cinque Terre turned into Cinque Terror and how to organize responsible tourism in the future?