“No matter how many mistakes you make or how slow you progress, you are still way ahead of those who aren’t even trying.”
With all the running around Valerie and I have been doing on this trip, we wanted to slow things down a bit. Numerous people had recommended seeing the Amalfi Coast and the surrounding cities on the tip of Italy’s boot, so we headed down there for some sun and relaxation.
We settled down in Sorrento, which had a much bigger city feel than the rest of the towns we visited on the coast. There were certainly some tourists, but it wasn’t overcrowded. All of the places we visited are essentially built into the coastline, which was unlike anything I had ever seen. Here’s a picture of Sorrento, and example of how the houses are nestled into the cliffs.
If you think that’s beautiful, you haven’t seen anything yet.
We wanted to catch some rays at the beach in Sorrento, so we hoofed down to sea level from our hotel. Once we got down to the beach area, we quickly realized that the Italians define beach differently than Americans. There was no sand, it wasn’t big at all, and no place to throw the Frisbee that I brought on the trip. Kind of a bummer. At least Valerie got to see a bunch of old Italian guys with saggy skin in tight speedos.
Random side comment: As you could guess, everything is smaller in Italy except the size of guys’ egos. This is an actual street where cars drive, but it also contains the front doors to people’s houses. Dad, there is zero chance you are getting your Ford F250 truck down that sorry excuse for a road.
The most fun thing we did by far in southern Italy was rent a scooter and cruise the coastline. I somehow convinced Valerie to ride on the back as I drove. Don’t worry, helmets were mandatory. In case you don’t know, the Italians have a reputation for being insane drivers. But the question is….did I have to worry about the Italian drivers, or did they have to worry about me?
After grabbing a map from the rental place, we were out for the entire day. About an hour later and seven mentions of the words “heart attack” from Valerie, and we were at Positano, the next town over. We also ventured to the small cities of Pasiano and Amalfi. The coastline was the second most beautiful place I’ve ever seen only to Interlaken, Switzerland. Since my words don’t even begin to describe how breathtaking it was, I’ll let the pictures do the talking.
If you look closely in some of the pictures, you can see how close the road is to the edge of the cliffs. Valerie was very thankful that the rental place suggested that we pick the lower power scooter for this excursion.
As a bonus, I’ll leave you with a picture of the Real Housewives of Sorrento that I snapped on a Sunday afternoon. There were twice as many, but they must have went to drink some Limoncello.
Now we’re off to Rome, our last stop. Have a good week!