Italy

Waking from the storm, we found the harbor to be more quiet although the skies were still gray and stormy. We decided to try and see the towns of Cinque Terra. These are towns perched on the edge of the sea that are incredibly beautiful but impossible in their construction and not accessable by road until recent times.
We headed down to the ferry dock to try and see them be boat but the seas were too rough. Since it was noon, Daphne said we should try and drive and, "see how far we get before the drive becomes too difficult."

This drive was murder.

Picture roads wide enough for 1.5 cars, with mountain straight up the right side and no discernible land on the left. If you dare to let your peripheral vision peek out the corners, you will see there is a 1000 foot drop to rocks before you bounce into the sea. But you don't need to worry because there is a fence made of wire the size of fishing line that will protect you in case you have a problem. Did I mention that it began to storm again? Wet roads are fun.

When I said I was ready to turn back, Daph suggested we go to one of the small towns to have lunch. This proved to be the worst drive possible according to the internet. We needed to turn off the main road, toward the sea, and drive straight down. There were some switchbacks that we needed to slow to 5 mph as you turn 250 degrees.

I was not enjoying this. Daph said her hand hurt from grabbing the handle so tightly. The kids stayed dead quiet - likely a survival instinct from thousands of years of evolution. (Mom and Dad are stressed - stay quiet!)

Anyway - it was fine. Views were great. Hard to understand why people built houses here. Munich doesn't have the view but is still pretty great.