Parma and Bonassola

Saturday afternoon we set out on our 4 hour drive to Liguria. About halfway we stopped for lunch and a walk around the beautiful city of Parma. I really wish I had more time there, and that I hadn't forgotten my camera in the car while we walked around. All I got were a couple crappy pics on my phone. Lame. After pizza and gelato we headed back to the car and finished our drive.

The grandparents have an apartment here in the tiny town of Bonassola. It's beautiful, we are  literally a three minute walk from the beach. On Sunday we took a walk through this old railway tunnel that has been turned into a bike and walking path on our way to the next town over, Levanto, which is a lot bigger and only about 3km away. After wandering around there for a bit it started to rain a little, and everyone ran for cover. It was hilarious. People were literally running inside. I couldn't stop smiling.

Today I woke up whenever I wanted (which is pretty much everyday here, really) ate breakfast then went for a run. My foot has been messed up for the past few months, and I haven't been able to run, (If you really know me at all, you know just how depressed I am about not being able to run. Yeah, I want to die, I know) but there is this path that goes all the way out to a point overlooking the sea that I just HAD to run. So, I put my shoes on and set out, knowing I would (partially) regret it later. My foot started hurting a little at the beginning of the run, but then that runners high kicked in and I didn't care at all. Running is the best. After an hour or so I figured I should stop, and let the pain begin. Which it did, later on my walk (limp) to the beach.

The sun finally showed itself today, and we took full advantage, laying on the beach for hours. Tomorrow will be the same routine, but better be even hotter than today. I'm trying to turn into a black person. At least Beyoncé level.