Reminder
I had utterly forgotten that today was Halloween, a purely American construction, until I spotted this jack-o-lantern in a windowsill.

Laundry Day
Kim explores a Corniglia street. The colorful little town had a relaxed, yet traditional feel.

Climbing up a long series of steep steps, we were ready for lunch by the time we reached Corniglia, gathered tight around the cliff side, high above the sea. We looked around in the little shops, and bought some bread in one, some cheese in another. Combined with what we had brought from Manarola, we assembled a fine picnic.

Non Bere (No Drink)
Kim washes her hands at a public fountain.

Trail Buddies
Kim and I, just below Corniglia, photo snapped by our Italian friends.

We rejoined our new Italian friends in a sunny courtyard near the steps leading back down to the trail. Caterina and her mother-in-law taught us some helpful Italian phrases, while Caterina's daughter fed her lunch meat to a growing contingent of Corniglia's feline population.

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