Although every town in the Cinque Terre has its own charm, for me Riomaggiore was the most magical. Approaching from the water, the village nestled in a valley between two steep hills

and the colourful buildings beckoned.

Alighting from the boat, we climbed a series of stone steps, rewarded with a spectacular view along the coastline we has just travelled.

The small harbour of this 13^th century village is beautiful. Despite tourist numbers, there was a feeling of tranquility as the fishing boats lazed upon the water

or patiently awaited their next outing.

We wandered up the main thoroughfare, Via Colombo, lined with colourful dwellings, fascinating shops, restaurants and bars.

Retracing our steps, we digressed for beer and bruschetta at Il Maggiore

while others attended to the mundane chores of life.

A storm was threatening by the time we returned to the harbour,

wondering if we would arrive in Porto Venere before the heavens opened.

Back in Le Grazie, a gentle rain accompanied our walk to La Marinara for a pizza dinner and reflection on our wonderful day in Cinque Terre.