Aaahh, Naples! We were gone from the dirty city on the bay by 9 AM on day five. We had to get up early to get started packing and get to the train station. We decided to bus it back to the station because walking with our large packs was a bit hairy in the city. There was a quick breakfast of toast and some very fresh oranges, a bit of coffee and off to the bus. After a little run in with some local color who seemed to want to give us a hand with our backpacks, we were at the train station.
The Circumsuviervuieusia (YES, that was how you pronounced the name) (actual spelling from Molly: Circumvesuviana) train was the slow commuter train from Naples to Sorrento. Look, the train! Oh, and some more Graffiti, imagine that in Southern Italy.
From Sorrento, it was a long slow bus ride along a very crooked road. We were soon riding along the coast of one of the most beautiful places I have seen. For Colorado people: imagine Red Mountain Pass with no snow and lots more ocean. Cool.
Our road to Positano. A little Graffiti in the bus may have ruined one or two pictures. The top left is a view of Sorrento from the top of the hills and the rest are of the Amalfi Coast. Soon we arrived in Positano, where we would spend the next three days. The total population of the town was a thousand, and a total of six tourists in the low season of February.
Once we arrived in Positano, we realized that I got us off at the wrong bus stop and we had a very long walk downhill to our hotel. Positano is town for walking, and there are a million stairs that take you everywhere.
To get to our hotel we started walking down the road, till some local showed us the short cut. A million steps that led down, and down, and down and some more and a few more steps . . . . .
After the twelveth or thirteenth seperate sets of stairs, I had to take Molly's purse cause she was beat. But I sure look tough, don't I!
Look! More steps. And the purse is now tucked away on my backpack in a much more masculine fashion. At this point we had to start hiking back up to get to the hotel.
The hotel was Amazing. There couldn't have been ten guests in the whole place, so we snagged a great room with all the best views. This was view one.
This was view two.
The room was huge, even compared to our apartment here in the city. There was a shower, a jet tub, two sinks and the bum washer. But the views were the most amazing part! The hotel made the trip, thanks Molly's folks.
After check in, it was time to explore the city and get some lunch. It was a nice quiet day with a warm sun on our shoulders, so we sat outside at the one of two open restaurants and ate some mussels and buffalo mozzarella with cherry tomatoes with the ocean behind us and Positano above us. Who could blame us for enjoying a three hour lunch?
We strolled out to the beach and threw rocks into the sea. There we sat and took pictures of Positano and just relaxed. It was great. We will put up extra pictures later on to show how cool this town is. After awhile, we got up to head home to shower up and take a nap. On the way back, we ran into a model shoot. Yes, I took pictures. I will put up some of those later on.
That evening, we went to a wonderful dinner (our best in Positano) at the other open restaurant up in the hills over the city. We didn't understand a word of the Italian menu (Cody had forgotten his pocket translator book), so the waiters had to read the entire thing to us. The coolest part was we got a ride to the restaurant by the owner and back by one of the chefs. It was nice being one of the only tourists in town!
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