Matt and Janelle in Europe

We checked out of our hotel and headed over to the stazione with our backpacks on to check the train times to Genoa. We bought tickets for a couple hours later so we'd have a little more time to explore Monterosso. While deciding where to explore, we bought some gelato and focaccia for an early lunch.

We walked along Monterosso's beach for a little while, though it had been fairly damaged by the flood. We ended up finding and walking a couple hiking trails, one along the cliffs to a view point and the other up into the hills. After coming back down, we got more focaccia, then headed for the train station.

The train ride to Genoa was nice because it as along the coast (with great views) and we didn't have to change trains at all. When we arrived, we did some exploring, then stopped in a cafe (with wi-fi) and had some caffe lattes and a delicious panino while checking for Genoa accommodations. We found and booked a place on Airbnb.com, then headed towards it.

The place we were staying is located on Corso Buenos Aires, which seems to be the busiest and biggest street in the whole city. While walking along that street, we found that Genoa seems to be a fairly large city without many tourists (especially English-speaking tourists). We couldn't find the exact building that we booked, and we struggled to communicate with the host/owner (Mauro) to try to get more details because his English was very bad, even though the Airbnb ad was written in good English.

After stopping in a kebab shop and eating a strange (but delicious) burrito-esque kebab with french fries in it, we eventually found the Airbnb host, who we'd asked (in Google-Translated Italian) to meet us on the street. He showed us to what ended up being more of a small hotel than a bed and breakfast, with a tiny elevator and strange lobby. We were a little disappointed with it because it seemed more like a business using Airbnb as an advertising tool than an individual renting out a room in their home.

Once we had settled in, we ventured out to get a real dinner. We found a pizza place nearby that seemed to be a good price, but the hidden coperto charge ended up raising the cost and ruining what seemed like a good deal.

After we got back to our room, we tried the limoncino that we had bought in Cinque Terre. Matt liked it, but Janelle didn't, likening it to household cleaner. We checked out the TV channels, briefly watching an Italian-dubbed British version of the show Wipeout, before going to sleep.