Italy's Amalfi coast lies south of Naples on wild, muscular terrain that juts out into the sea like a rude chin. It is a continuous line of mountain spurs dramatically plunging into the Mediterranean's Tyrrhenian Sea. Every inch of it bursting with life - either vegetation sprouting from the volcanic soils or towns teaming with the business of food, drink or tourism, usually all three. Italy has proven over and over again to me that you must have confidence to live here, to drive or walk or cross the street here. To negotiate every part of your day, but then the reward comes. The history, the poverty, the outrageous wealth, the aesthetics, it is all there confidently, naturally.
Karol and I stayed in a place by the coast called Maori and took ferry rides to explore more of the coast. Our day always bookmarked by an afternoon Aperitivo of Campari Spritz and tasty local snacks. We also stayed in a hill top town called Ravello. People love to get married there, or look famous there. A really beautiful place with more of a medieval vibe than the coast. Hey, even Bogart and Gina Lollobrigida made a terrible move there called Beat The Devil. A rich English industrialist fell in love with the place and restored a beautiful villa called Cimbrone that overlooks the coast. It has spectacular gardens, with grottos and statues set out in 19 century formality and romance. I loved it especially because right at the end of the garden walk there is a cafe perched discreetly on the edge of a cliff and on that hot summer day I bought a lemon granita and cooled off under the trees. Ah Amalfi, povo one day, super rich the next.
Karol and I stayed in a place by the coast called Maori and took ferry rides to explore more of the coast. Our day always bookmarked by an afternoon Aperitivo of Campari Spritz and tasty local snacks. We also stayed in a hill top town called Ravello. People love to get married there, or look famous there. A really beautiful place with more of a medieval vibe than the coast. Hey, even Bogart and Gina Lollobrigida made a terrible move there called Beat The Devil. A rich English industrialist fell in love with the place and restored a beautiful villa called Cimbrone that overlooks the coast. It has spectacular gardens, with grottos and statues set out in 19 century formality and romance. I loved it especially because right at the end of the garden walk there is a cafe perched discreetly on the edge of a cliff and on that hot summer day I bought a lemon granita and cooled off under the trees. Ah Amalfi, povo one day, super rich the next.
